Parodies of the works of English & American authors, vol. IV
General
Parodies of the works of English & American authors, vol. IV
Parodies
In joy or in sadness, in care or in grief,
We fly to its bosom, and there find relief;
There love reigns supremely, and on till life’s wane
Our hearts shall re-echo that sweetest refrain:
Home, home, sweet, sweet home!
There’s no place like home, there’s no place like home!
PICAPTOR.
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Tho’ rich be our portion, or poor be our lot,
Tho’ years flying swiftly all else be forgot;
Tho’ fortune disdain us and friendship should veer,
Home’s mem’ry our hearts in their loneness shall cheer,
Home, home, sweet, sweet home!
There’s no place like home! there’s no place like home!
PICAPTOR.
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I pray that I reach the old homestead once more,
And see the loved faces around, as of yore;
Of all fortune’s gifts, methinks this were the best,
At home, at life’s close, thus to peacefully rest.
Home, home, sweet, sweet home!
There’s no place like home! there’s no place like home!
W. P. (TENERIFFE).
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How many in dreams only shadow the bliss
Of home, where, alas, a mother’s last kiss
Is all that sustains them o’er life’s weary strand
Away from sweet home, and their dear native land.
Home, home, sweet, sweet home,
There’s no place like home! there’s no place like home!
A. ATWOOD.
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Like bird to its nest, or like sheep to the fold,
I turn to my home from the world’s bitter cold;
For true, faithful hearts beckon me from afar,
And the flame of my ingle is my guiding star.
Home, home, sweet, sweet home!
There’s no place like home! there’s no place like home!
WINSTEAD.
_Truth._ June 4, 1885.
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LAW, CHEAP LAW.
’Mid falsehood and fallacies, jingle and jaw,
Though often we stumble, there’s nothing like law!
There’s a charm in the wig, there’s a grace in the gown,
And say what they will, ’tis the best trade in town.
Law, law, cheap, cheap law,
There’s no trade like law; there’s no trade like law.
For counsel-at-law clients whistle in vain,
“Oh, give us our wasted retainers again;
The bright, golden guineas we paid at your call,
Give us these, and the ‘Fees on Brief,’ greater than all.”
Law, law, cheap, cheap law, &c.
LEX.
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BEEF, ROAST BEEF.
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