SONG - John Howard Payne Poems


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'Mid pleasures and palaces, though we may roam,
Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home.
A charm from the sky seems to hallow us there,
Which, seek through the world, is ne'er met with elsewhere.
        Home! sweet home!
        There's no place like home!
An exile from home, splendour dazzles in vain!
Oh! give me my lovely 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! sweet home!
        There's no place like home!