...roam ; While grief itself hat sweetness At Home ! dear Home ! There blend the ties that strengthen Our hearts in hours of grief, The silver links that lengthen Joy's visits when most brief: There eyes in all their splendour, Are vocnl to the beart, And glances g»y or tender Fresh eloquence...

...ever roam; While grief itself has sweetness At Home! dear home! There blend the ties that strengthen Our hearts in hours of grief, The silver links that lengthen Joy's visits when most brief; There eyes in all their splendour, Are vocal to the heart, And glances gay or tender Fresh eloquence...

...roam ; While grief itself has sweetness At Home ! dear Home ! ' There blend the ties that strengthen Our hearts in hours of grief, The silver links that lengthen Joy's •visits when most brief: There eyes in all their splendour, Are vocal to the heart, And glances gay or tender Fresh eloquence...

...roam ; While grief itself has sweetness At Home ! dear Home ! ' There blend the ties that strengthen Our hearts in hours of grief, The silver links that lengthen Joy's visits when most brief: There eyes in all their splendour, Are vocal to the heart, And glances gay or tender Fresh eloquence...

...strengthen Our hearts in hours of grief. The silver links that lengthen Joy'i visits when most brieC BERNARD BARTON. BY the soft green light in the woody...where thy childhood play'd ; By the household tree through which thine eye First look'd in love to the summer-sky ; By the dewy gleam, by the very breath...

...0 ! do not widely roam ! But seek that hidden treasure At home, dear home ! BEB^ARD BARTOK. By (he soft green light in the woody glade, On the banks of moss where thy childhood plaj'd ; By the waving tree thro* which thine eye First look'd in love to the summer sky ; By the dewy...

...f 0 ! do not widely roam I But seek that hidden trpasure At home, dear home I IÎKIIVA :i" BABTOM. By the soft green light in the woody glade. On the banks of mots where thy childhood play'd ; By the waring tree thro' which thine eye First look'd in love to...

...for pleasure ? 0 ! do not widely roam ! But seek that hidden treasure At home, dear home ! ilERs.uii) BARTON. By the soft green light in the woody glade. On the hanks of moss where thy childhood play'd ; By the waving tree thro' which thine eye First look'd in...

...all perfection ;" and I laid my mouth in the dust. LESSON CVI. The Spells of Home. — MRS. HEMANS. BY the soft green light in the woody glade, On the...where thy childhood play'd ; By the household tree through which thine eye First look'd in love to the summer-sky ; By the dewy gleam, by the very breath...

...perfection j" and I laid my mouth in the duet. LESSON CVI. The Spells of Home. — MRS. HEMANS. Br the soft green light in the woody glade, On the banks...where thy childhood play'd ; By the household tree through which thine eye First look'd in love to the summer-sky ; By the dewy gleam, by the very breath...