Could I but wander to and fro
'Midst fairest scenes to roam,
I'd take the wings of morn and go
To childhood's valley home.
The bird, with freedom in its breast,
Though lured from zone to zone;
Returns to find its earliest nest,
Fair Valley of Ione.
'Midst fairest scenes to roam,
I'd take the wings of morn and go
To childhood's valley home.
The bird, with freedom in its breast,
Though lured from zone to zone;
Returns to find its earliest nest,
Fair Valley of Ione.
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