Beer Makes You Feel The Way You

The Old Shepherd Had Died, Or Got Drunk, Or Got Rats, Or Got The Sack, Or A Legacy, Or Got Sane, Or Chucked It, Or Got Lost, Or Found, Or A Wife, Or Had Cut His Throat, Or Hanged Himself, Or Got Into Parliament Or The Peerage Anyway, Anything Had Happened To Him That Can Happen To An Old Shepherd Or Any Other Man In The Bush, And He Wasn't There.

On The Same Line Of Reasoning, If Australians Were To Be Australians, Or Rather If Australians Were As Separate From Any Other Nation As Australia From Any Other Land, There Would Be No Jealousy Between Them On England's Account.

It Is The Same With Revolution; So Long As The Proper Spirit Is Spreading Amongst Our Young Men, We Are Satisfied That It Spreads Without Bombast Or Parade.

Beer Makes You Feel The Way You Ought To Feel Without Beer.

We Shall Never Be Understood Or Respected By The English Until We Carry Our Individuality To Extremes, And By Asserting Our Independence, Become Of Sufficient Consequence In Their Eyes To Merit A Closer Study Than They Have Hitherto Accorded Us.