Footnotes

[565:1] See Bacon, page [166].

[566:1] The pleasure of love is in loving. We are much happier in the passion we feel than in that we inspire.—Rochefoucauld: Maxim 259.

[566:2] See Butler, page [216].

[567:1] See Swift, page [292].

[568:1] See Coleridge, page [504].

'Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam,

Be it ever so humble, there 's no place like home;[568:2]

A charm from the skies seems to hallow us there,

Which sought through the world is ne'er met with elsewhere.

An exile from home splendour dazzles in vain,

Oh give me my lowly thatched cottage again;

The birds singing gayly, that came at my call,

Give me them, and that peace of mind dearer than all.

Home, Sweet Home. (From the opera of "Clari, the Maid of Milan.")