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(Author Unknown)
‘Mid pleasures and palaces
though we may roam,
Be it ever so humble, there’s no place like home.
A charm from the skies seems to hallow us there,
Which seek through the world, is ne’er met with elsewhere.
Home! home! sweet, sweet home!
There’s no place like home! there’s no place like home!
An exile from home,
splendour dazzles in vain -
Oh! give me my lowly thatch’d cottage again;
The birds singing gaily, that came at my call;
Give me them, with the peace of mind, dearer than all
Home! home! sweet, sweet home!
There’s no place like home! there’s no place like home! |
