Due to the recent law suits filed against the users of midi's in personal web pages, I have removed the music from my pages.
Please accept my apologies for a less than fun page!
If or when the world changes back to a non-greedy status, I may add music back into my web pages.

~ Thank you ~



"H O M E"

(Anne Bronte)
N. Yorkshire, England
(published 1846)

How brightly glistening in the sun
The woodland ivy plays!
While yonder beeches from their barks
Reflect his silvery ways.


That sun surveys a lovely scene
From softly smiling skies;
And wildly through unnumbered trees
The wind of winter sighs:


Now loud, it thunders o'er my head,
And now in distance dies.
But give me back my barren hills
Where colder breezes rise;


Where scarce the scattered, stunted trees
Can yield an answering swell,
But where a wilderness of heath
Returns the sound as well.


For yonder garden, fair and wide,
With groves of evergreen,
Long winding walks, and borders trim,
And velvet lawns between;


Restore to me that little spot,
With grey walls compassed round,
Where knotted grass neglected lies,
And weeds usurp the ground.


Though all around this mansion high
Invites the foot to roam,
And though its halls are fair within--
Oh, give me back my Home!




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