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A SONG OF HOME.
I.
Here we are once more togetherWhere we parted long ago:
Father, mother, sisters, brothers;
Hearts and faces all aglow.
Rain is on the roof above us,
But no cloud can chill our joys
Round the old familiar table,
As we sat when girls and boys.
What care we for wind and rain?
We are all at home again.
II.
Here still hang the dear old pictures,And the old books we used to share;
Here 's the old arm-chair in the corner,
And the old clock upon the stair;
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Tossing up against the pane,
And the old pear-tree in the garden,
And the lilacs in the lane.
What care we for wind and rain?
We are all at home again.
III.
O, the weary days we 've wanderedVanish in the fireside's glow;
And the happy hours of childhood
Glimmer back from long ago.
Storms may beat upon our dwelling.
Light the lamps of love and home.
We are all once more together,
Never, never more to roam.
What care we for wind and rain?
We are all at home again.
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