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The Poetry of Real Life

A New Edition, Much Enlarged and Improved. By Henry Ellison
 

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ON LIGHTING MY FIRST FIRE AT HOME, AFTER A CHEERLESS JOURNEY.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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ON LIGHTING MY FIRST FIRE AT HOME, AFTER A CHEERLESS JOURNEY.

O genial flame, thou gatherest around
Thy household smile the light of other days;
This room, (erewhile so vacant) in thy blaze
(As these inanimate objects here had found
Remitted being, and about me wound
With arms of love) draws round me, to displace,
With Home's most homesome, dear, memorial face,
The stranger-aspect which from all things frown'd—
Welcome my old arm-chair: stretch out thine arms,
Old friend, and take me to thyself again;
Thou hast borne with me in mine hour of pain:
There art thou still, 'mid all life's hurts and harms,
Haven of rest—the throne, on which I reign
O'er Man's best empire, Home, with all its charms!