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Home of my youth! with fond delight,
On thee doth recollection dwell;
Home of my youth! how gaily bright,
The scenes that childhood loved so well.


Cot of my fathers! well I know,
The spot that saw my infant dawn;
Near the green lane, the old elm row--
The village spire--the grassy lawn.


O! sweet to me the laughing hours,
When earth seemed gay, and heaven was fair;
When fancy culled her thornless flowers,
And pleasure reigned, unknown to care.


Home of my youth! this heart away,
Recalls those moments dear to me;
Often in dreams will memory stray,
Home of my youth--to weep o'er thee.