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He is the happiest, be he king or peasant, who finds peace in his home
He is the happiest, be he king or peasant, who finds peace in his home
The house is a castle which the King cannot enter.
The house is a castle which the King cannot enter.
What the Nation must realize is that the home, when both parents work, is non-existent. Once we have honestly faced read more
What the Nation must realize is that the home, when both parents work, is non-existent. Once we have honestly faced that fact, we must act accordingly.
When the hornet hangs in the holly hock,
And the brown bee drones i' the rose,
And read more
When the hornet hangs in the holly hock,
And the brown bee drones i' the rose,
And the west is a red-streaked four-o'clock,
And summer is near its close--
It's--Oh, for the gate, and the locust lane;
And dusk, and dew, and home again!
Home is the girl's prison and the woman's workhouse.
Home is the girl's prison and the woman's workhouse.
His native home deep imag'd in his soul.
His native home deep imag'd in his soul.
Home is the most popular, and will be the most enduring of all earthly establishments.
Home is the most popular, and will be the most enduring of all earthly establishments.
A house that does not have one warm, comfy chair in it is soulless.
A house that does not have one warm, comfy chair in it is soulless.
What if in Scotland's wilds we viel'd our head,
Where tempests whistle round the sordid bed;
Where read more
What if in Scotland's wilds we viel'd our head,
Where tempests whistle round the sordid bed;
Where the rug's two-fold use we might display,
By night a blanket, and a plaid by day.
