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Sonnets, Lyrics and Translations

By the Rev. Charles Turner [i.e. Charles Tennyson]
 

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LOVE OF HOME.
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LOVE OF HOME.

A REJOINDER.

Hence! with your jeerings petulant and low;
My love of Home no ridicule can shake;
Too ductile for the change of place to break,
And far too passionate for thee to know;
I and yon sycamore have grown together,
How on yon slope the shifting sunsets lie,
None know like me and mine; and, tending hither,
Flows the strong current of my memory;
From that same flower-bed, ever dear to me,
I learn'd how all fair things do bloom and fade;
And from the grove, which skirts this garden-glade,
I had my earliest thoughts of Love and Spring;
Thou wott'st not how the heart of man is made;
I learn from thee what change the world can bring.