Home of my youth! With fond delight,
On thee doth recollection dwell;
Home of my youth! How gaily bright,
The scenes that childhood loved so well. Cot of my fathers! Well I know,
The spot that saw my infant dawn;
Near the green lane, the old elm row--
The village spire--the grassy lawn. O! Sweet to me the laughing hours,
When earth seemed gay, and heaven was fair;
When fancy culled her thornless flowers,
And pleasure reigned, unknown to care. Home of my youth! This heart away,
Recalls those moments dear to me;
Often in dreams will memory stray,
Home of my youth--to weep o'er thee.