The Home Circle
[Conducted by LIN'D A.] HOME —FRIENDS. I Oh, there’s a power to make each hour As sweet as Heaven designed it ; Nor need we roam to bring it home Though few there be that find it! We seek too high for things close by And lose what Nature found u?; For life hath here no charms so dear As Homo and Friends around us. II We oft destroy the present joy For future hopes, and praise them ; "Whilst flowers as sweet bloom at our feet If we’d but stoop to raise them ! For things afar still sweetest are When youth’s bright spell hath bound us; Hut soon we’re taught that earth has nought Like Home and Friends around us ! 111. The friends that speed in time of need, When Hope’s last reed is shaken, To show us still that come what will, We are not quite forsaken ; Though all were night, if but the light From Friendship’s altar crown’d us, Twould prove the bliss of earth was this, our Home and Friends around us 1 SWAIK.
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Southern Cross, Volume 2, Issue 37, 8 December 1894, Page 11
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179The Home Circle Southern Cross, Volume 2, Issue 37, 8 December 1894, Page 11
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