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WHICH HOME?
Oh, none shall have a better home,
Or brighter lot than thine!
None richer dress wherein to roam,
Or jewels more divine!
Attendants gay shall lead the way,
Where'er thy steps appear;
And life shall be a dream of May—
And May last all the year!
Or brighter lot than thine!
None richer dress wherein to roam,
Or jewels more divine!
Attendants gay shall lead the way,
Where'er thy steps appear;
And life shall be a dream of May—
And May last all the year!
A lofty home would suit me not;
My heart would lonely be;
And pine to gain its humble cot—
Its humble friends to see!
And oh, there's one—though far he's gone
Across the severing wave;
For whose dear sake, I'd die ere break
The parting vow I gave!
My heart would lonely be;
And pine to gain its humble cot—
Its humble friends to see!
And oh, there's one—though far he's gone
Across the severing wave;
For whose dear sake, I'd die ere break
The parting vow I gave!
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Should I, for gold, my faith withhold,
And blight a heart so true,
What proof have ye I should not be
As false, ere long, to you?
A gem more fair than queens can wear
Is truth in woman's eye;
That gem so dear, so sweet, sincere,
I'll keep until I die!
And blight a heart so true,
What proof have ye I should not be
As false, ere long, to you?
A gem more fair than queens can wear
Is truth in woman's eye;
That gem so dear, so sweet, sincere,
I'll keep until I die!
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