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[I've roam'd thro' many a weary round]

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The attribution of this poem is questionable.

I've roam'd thro' many a weary round,
I've wander'd east and west;
Pleasure in ev'ry clime I've found,
But sought in vain for rest.
While Glory sighs for other spheres,
I feel that one's too wide,
And think the home which love endears
Worth all the world beside.