HOME AGAIN.
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Angels shall bear thee to thy home, and thou
Shalt wake amid the light of early years;
Thy mother's real kiss shall thrill thy brow
And still the quivering of earth's lingering fears;
Remembered voices, with an added strain
Of trembling love, will whisper Home Again!
Shalt wake amid the light of early years;
Thy mother's real kiss shall thrill thy brow
And still the quivering of earth's lingering fears;
Remembered voices, with an added strain
Of trembling love, will whisper Home Again!
