to non-lovers of home.
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To Non-Lovers of Home.
What is the charm that makes you roam
These cheerless nights away from home?
Within the grate the fire burns bright,
And easy chairs to ease invite;
And yet you hurry off as though
By urgent business called to go.
These cheerless nights away from home?
Within the grate the fire burns bright,
And easy chairs to ease invite;
And yet you hurry off as though
By urgent business called to go.
Now, if you went at duty's call,
God knows I would not speak at all;
But 'tis not duty bids you leave
Your loving wives alone to grieve:
To grieve, and think, and sadly pine
For happier days of "Auld Lang Syne."
God knows I would not speak at all;
But 'tis not duty bids you leave
Your loving wives alone to grieve:
To grieve, and think, and sadly pine
For happier days of "Auld Lang Syne."
O men! yours is a changeful sex,
The very angels you would vex
With all the varied tunes you play
From early morn till close of day—
Now kind, now cool, by fits and starts;
Alas! for women's tender hearts.
The very angels you would vex
With all the varied tunes you play
From early morn till close of day—
Now kind, now cool, by fits and starts;
Alas! for women's tender hearts.
You think, of course—or you wouldn't be men-
When you've been out and returned again,
To find a woman in her place
With pleasant greeting and smiling face;
And deem it unnecessary e'en to atone
For the long weary hours she is left alone.
When you've been out and returned again,
To find a woman in her place
With pleasant greeting and smiling face;
And deem it unnecessary e'en to atone
For the long weary hours she is left alone.
