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HOME

What shall sever me
From the love of home?
Shall the weary sea,
Leagues of sounding foam?
Shall extreme distress,
Shall unknown disgrace,
Make my love the less
For my sweet birth-place?
Tho' my brains grow dry,
Fancy mew her wings,
And my memory
Forget all other things,—
Tho' I could not tell
My left hand from my right,—
I should know thee well,
Home of my delight!