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To make a happy fireside clime
To weans and wife,
That's the true pathos and sublime
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To make a happy fireside clime
To weans and wife,
That's the true pathos and sublime
Of human life.
When the hornet hangs in the holly hock,
And the brown bee drones i' the rose,
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When the hornet hangs in the holly hock,
And the brown bee drones i' the rose,
And the west is a red-streaked four-o'clock,
And summer is near its close--
It's--Oh, for the gate, and the locust lane;
And dusk, and dew, and home again!
My house, my house, though thou art small, thou art to me the
Escuriall.
My house, my house, though thou art small, thou art to me the
Escuriall.
Home is the girl's prison and the woman's workhouse.
Home is the girl's prison and the woman's workhouse.
Home is the place where it feels right to walk around without shoes
Home is the place where it feels right to walk around without shoes
My whinstone house my castle is,
I have my own four walls.
My whinstone house my castle is,
I have my own four walls.
The house is a castle which the King cannot enter.
The house is a castle which the King cannot enter.
"Home" is any four walls that enclose the right person.
"Home" is any four walls that enclose the right person.
The worst thing about work in the house or home is that whatever you do is destroyed, laid waste or read more
The worst thing about work in the house or home is that whatever you do is destroyed, laid waste or eaten within twenty four hours.
