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MID pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home; A charm from the sky seems to hallow us there, Which, seek through the world, is ne'er met with elsewhere. Home! Home! sweet Home! There's no place like Home, there's no place like Home!
An exile from home, splendor dazzles in vain;
How sweet 'tis to sit 'neath a fond father's smile,
To thee I'll return, overburdened with care;
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Ongoing Tales From the Past
Antelope E-Books Poetry on CD-ROM
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Editors Note:
The old time illustrations, stories, poems and fairy tales found on Ongoing Tales from the Past sites come from old books that are out of copyright. The formatting, and electronic enhancement, however, is Copyrighted © by Antelope Publishing and may be reproduced only with the publisher's permission.
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