HOMIE.
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That IS not home, where, day by day,
! wear the busy hours away;


lhat IS not home, where lonely NIGHT
Prepares me for the tolls of light


LIS nope, and JOY, and memory, give
a nome IN which the heart can live.


ihese walls no lingering hopes endear,
NO fond remembrance chains me here
Cheerless heaye the lonely sigh


Eliza, cans't thou tell me why'


rs where thou art is home to me.
And nome, without thee, cannot be.
There are who strangely love 10 roam.
ana nild IN widest hallnts their home;
An, hno some IN halls and lordy state,
Who yet are homeless, desoIare.


The sailors home is on the main.
Ihe warriors on the tented plain;
The maiden's, in her bower of rest,
Inc INFANTS, on its mothers breast;
But where thou art is home to me.
And home, without thee, cannot be.
There is no home in halls of pride.
they are too high, and cold, and wide.
NO home is by the wanderer found;


lis not IN place-it hath no bound.
1t is circlng atmosphere,


Investing all the heart holds dear;
a law, OF strange, attractive force,
That holds the feelings in their course;
1t IS presence undefn'd,


O'ershadowing the conscious mind,
Where love and duty sweety blend
To consecrate the name of friend,
Where'er thou art is home to me,
And home, without thee, cannot be.
Ny love, forgive the anxious sigh
hear the moments rushing by,
And think that life is fieeting fast.
That youth with us will soon be past.
Oh when will time, consen,ing, give
The home in which my heart can live
There shall the past and future meet,
And DER our couch. in union sweet,
Extend their cherub wings, and shower
Bright influence on the present hour.
Oh! when shall Israel's mystic guide,
The pillar'd cloud, our steps decide;
Then resting, spread its guardian shade,
70 bless the home which love hath made.
Daily, my love, shall thence arise
Our hearts united sacrifice:
And home, indeed, home will be.
Thus consecrate and shar'd with thee.