Home! Home! sweet, sweet Home!
There's no place like Home! there's no place like Home!
JOHN HOWARD PAYNE.
FROM CASA GUIDI WINDOWS.
JULIET OF NATIONS.
I heard last night a little child go singing
'Neath Casa Guidi windows, by the church,
_O bella liberta, O bella!_--stringing
The same words still on notes he went in search
So high for, you concluded the upspringing
Of such a nimble bird to sky from perch
Must leave the whole bush in a tremble green,
And that the heart of Italy must beat,
While such a voice had leave to rise serene
'Twixt church and palace of a Florence street;
A little child, too, who not long had been
By mother's finger steadied on his feet,
And still _O bella liberta_ he sang.
ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING.
WOODMAN, SPARE THAT TREE!
"Woodman, Spare That Tree" (by George Pope Morris, 1802-64) is included
in this collection because I have loved it all my life, and I never
knew any one who could or would offer a criticism upon it.
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