The Old Arm-Chair

I LOVE IT, I LOVE IT.
Copyright, 1886, By D. Lothrop & Co.
I love it, I love it; and who shall dare
To chide me for loving that old arm-chair?
I've cherished it long as a sainted prize;
I've bedewed it with tears and embalmed it with sighs
'Tis bound by a thousand bands to my heart;
Not a tie will break, not a link will start.
Would ye learn the spell?—a mother sat there:
And a sacred thing is that old arm-chair.
In childhood's hour I lingered near
The hallowed seat with listening ear;