Sarah Josepha Buell Hale
Sarah Josepha Buell Hale Poems
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America! my own dear land-
O, 'tis a lovely land to me;
I thank my God that I was born
Where man is free!
Our land- it is a glorious land-
And wide it spreads from sea to sea-
And sister States in Union join
And all are free.
And equal laws we all obey-
To kings we never bend the knee-
We may not own no Lord but God
Where all are free.
We've lofty hills and sunny vales
And streams that roll to either sea-
And through this large and varied land
Alike we're free.
You hear the sounds of healthful toil,
And youth's gay ...
The Light Of Home
My boy, thou wilt dream the world is fair,
And thy spirit will sigh to roam:
And thou must go; but never, when there,
Forget the light of home.
Though pleasure may smile with a ray more bright,
It dazzles to lead astray:
Like the meteor's flash, 'twill deepen the night
When thou treadest the lonely way.