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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HOME IS WHERE THE HEART IS, by ANONYMOUS First Line: Tis home where'er the heart is Last Line: And soft dew to its flowers Subject(s): Home | |||
'T IS home where'er the heart is, Where'er its loved ones dwell, In cities or in cottages, Thronged haunts or mossy dell. The heart's a rover ever, And thus, on wave and wild, The maiden with her lover walks, The mother with her child. 'T is bright where'er the heart is; Its fairy spell can bring Fresh fountains to the wilderness, And to the desert spring. Green isles are in the ocean O'er which affection glides, A haven on each sunny shore, When love's the sun that guides. 'T is free where'er the heart is; Nor chains nor dungeons dim May check the mind's aspiring thought, The spirit's pealing hymn. The heart gives life its beauty, Its glory, and its powers; 'T is sunlight to its rippling stream, And soft dew to its flowers. | 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 TIS A LITTLE JOURNEY by ANONYMOUS |
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