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Poems by George P. Morris

with a memoir of the author

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[Home, home, home—]
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


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[Home, home, home—]

CHORUS.
(German air.)
Home, home, home—
Dear, lost home!
Though here we pine in slavery,
Our hearts are all in Saxony,
Our girlhood's happy home!
Land of the free and bold,
To hopeless bondage sold!
While abject toil and fear
Enchain thy daughters here,
We yearn for thee,
O Saxony!—
For freedom, love, and home!

(The Girls attempt to waltz to the music; but, overcome by their feelings, they resume their tasks.
SOPHIA.
Home, home, home—
Dear, lost home!
Though cares oppress us fearfully,
We exiles carol cheerfully
Of girlhood's happy home!
Beneath our native sky,
The hours went swiftly by;

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While on a foreign soil,
Our youth consumes in toil!
We yearn for thee,
O Saxony!—
For freedom, love, and home!