An exile from home, splendour dazzles in vain:
Oh! give me my lowly thatched cottage again;
The birds singing gaily, that come at my call;
Give me them with the peace of mind, dearer than all.
Home! home! &c.
How sweet, too, 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! &c.