HOME, SWEET HOME

by: John Howard Payne (1791-1852)

      'ID 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 splendor 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 clearer than all.
      Home! Home! Sweet, sweet home!
      There's no place like home!
      There's no place like home!

       

"Home, Sweet Home" is reprinted from Clari; or, the Maid of Milan: an Opera. John Howard Payne. London: John Miller, 1823.

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