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’Midst pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble there’s no place like home, A charm from the skies seems to hallow us there, Which, seek through the world, is ne’er met with elsewhere. Home, home, sweet sweet home; There’s no place like home; There’s no place like home.

An exile from home, splendour dazzles in vain; Oh! give me my lowly thatch’d cottage again; With the birds singing gaily, that came at my call; Give me them, with my peace of mind dearer than all. Home, home, &c.