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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HOME, SWEET HOME, FR. CLARI, THE MAID OF MILAN, by JOHN HOWARD PAYNE Poet's Biography First Line: Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam Last Line: There's no place like home! There's no place like home! Subject(s): Home | |||
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, Home, sweet, sweet Home! There's no place like Home! there's no place like Home! An exile from home, splendor dazzles in vain; O, give me my lowly thatched cottage again! The birds singing gayly, that came at my call -- Give me them, -- and the peace of mind, dearer than all! Home, Home, sweet, sweet home! There's no place like Home! there's no place like Home! How sweet 't is to sit 'neath a fond father's smile And the cares of a mother to soothe and beguile! Let others delight mid new pleasures to roam, But give me, oh, give me, the pleasures of home! Home! Home! sweet, sweet Home! There's no place like Home! there's no place like Home! To thee I'll return, overburdened with care; The heart's dearest solace will smile on me there; No more from that cottage again will I roam; Be it so ever so humble, there's no place like home. Home! Home! sweet, sweet Home! There's no place like Home! there's no place like Home! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EL FLORIDA ROOM by RICHARD BLANCO DESTINATIONS by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN TO THIS HOUSE by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE UPSTAIRS ROOM by WELDON KEES HOME IS SO SAD by PHILIP LARKIN DUTCH INTERIOR by DAVID LEHMAN THE NEGRO DANCERS by CLAUDE MCKAY DEDICATION TO THE LATER SONNETS TO URANIA by GEORGE SANTAYANA |
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