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AWAY FROM HOME.
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AWAY FROM HOME.
CROSS my life has dropped a dreary change; These streets are foreign, and these skies are strange;
I hear no home-voice all the dull day through:
All hearts are alien, and all faces new.
The clouds are heavy, and the day is bleak;
In the wild wind the rattling windows creak.
I sit alone, and ponder mournfully
How strangely I am lost away from thee!
In the wild wind the rattling windows creak.
I sit alone, and ponder mournfully
How strangely I am lost away from thee!
I miss the hand which gave me strength to strive;
I miss the love that kept my heart alive;
I miss the many masts, the free, fair sea:
I lose all things I love, in losing thee!
I miss the love that kept my heart alive;
I miss the many masts, the free, fair sea:
I lose all things I love, in losing thee!
Alas, alas! since all the wide world through
Thou only wast most tender and most true!
And though I roam forever, still to me
The world is all alike, away from thee.
Thou only wast most tender and most true!
And though I roam forever, still to me
The world is all alike, away from thee.
