FROM HOME.
ON dreamy seas afar I drifted
And longed at home to see
The mists that round my mountains floated
In grace and majesty.
And longed at home to see
The mists that round my mountains floated
In grace and majesty.
Oh! fair the bays and isles of Illus,
And blue the southern sea,
But cot and cradle-care are better
With home, my child, and thee.
And blue the southern sea,
But cot and cradle-care are better
With home, my child, and thee.