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Go set the table Mary an' let the cloth be white	A
The hungry city children are comin' here to night	A
The children from the city with features pinched an' spare	B
Are comin' here to get a breath of God's untainted air	B
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They come from out the dungeons where they with want were chained	C
From places dark an' dismal by tears of sorrow stained	C
From where a thousand shadows are murdering all the light	A
Set well the table Mary dear an' let the cloth be white	A
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They ha' not seen the daisies made for the heart's behoof	D
They never heard the rain drops upon a cottage roof	D
They do not know the kisses of zephyr an' of breeze	E
They never rambled wild an' free beneath the forest trees	E
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The food that they ha' eaten was spoiled by others' greeds	E
The very air their lungs breathed was full o' poison seeds	E
The very air their souls breathed was full o' wrong an' spite	A
Go set the table Mary dear an' let the cloth be white	A
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The fragrant water lilies ha' never smiled at them	F
They never picked a wild flower from off its dewy stem	F
They never saw a greensward that they could safely pass	E
Unless they heeded well the sign that says Keep off the grass	E
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God bless the men and women of noble brain an' heart	G
Who go down in the folk swamps an' take the children's part	G
Those hungry cheery children that keep us in their debt	H
An' never fail to give us more of pleasure than they get	H
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Set well the table Mary let naught be scant or small	I
The little ones are coming have plenty for 'em all	I
There's nothing we should furnish except the very best	J
To those that Jesus looked upon an' called to him an' blessed	J
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From Arthur Selwyn's Note book	K
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Oh Home restful home theme of praise and of song	L
Where the heart has its refuge unfailing and strong	L
Where the cares of the world sign a partial release	E
And the soul can lie down to a sweet sleep of peace	E
The mine whence we dig out affection's pure gold	M
The fire where we warm our poor hearts when they're cold	M
The grand tender chorus by love's fingers stirred	N
Where all the sweet tones of the soul life are heard	N
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But he who in thy praises was sweetest and best	J
Who wrote that great song full of soothing and rest	J
Through pleasures and palaces though we may roam	O
Be it never so humble there's no place like home	O
He who in a moment unfettered by art	G
Let that heavenly song fly from the nest of his heart	G
He wandered the earth all forgot and alone	P
And ne'er till he died had a home of his own	P
He wandered the earth at his own dreary will	Q
And carried his great heavy heart with him still	Q
He carried his great heavy heart o'er the road	R
With no one to give him a lift with his load	R
And wherever he went with his lone dreary tread	S
He found that his sweet song had flown on ahead	S
He heard its grand melodies' chimes o'er and o'er	T
From great bands that played at the palace's door	U
He heard its soft tones through the cottages creep	V
From fond mothers singing their babies to sleep	V
But he wandered the earth all forgot and alone	P
And ne'er till in Heaven had a home of his own	P
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Of course be it said to the poor fellow's shame	W
There was no one on earth but himself he could blame	W
God meant when he made this world cheerful and bright	A
Then looked it all over and said 'twas all right	A
Then stole Adam's rib while he lay fast asleep	V
And when he awoke gave it to him to keep	V
He meant that this world as he gazed on it there	B
Should blossom with homes rich and radiant and fair	B
That his chain of love gold flung from Heaven's glittering dome	O
Should be forged into links and each link be a home	O
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This Adam and Eve more advantages carried	X
Than any young couple that ever was married	X
They'd a nice cozy home unencumbered and free	Y
Save a slight reservation on one little tree	Y
They toiled not and sweat not in tilling their lands	E
Their orchards were trimmed by invisible hands	E
They were bothered by no tailors' bills over due	Z
Their dress makers' bills were quite moderate too	Z
No tax ghost each year their scared domicile haunted	A2
To find out how much more they owned than they wanted	A2
In sooth this young pair more advantages carried	X
Than any young couple that ever was married	X
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And if when Eve spied that large serpent one day	B2
She had acted the usual feminine way	B2
And piercingly screamed and run reckless and blind	C2
As if Satan were only two minutes behind	C2
Then Adam man like had soothed sweetly her fright	A
Saying What do you fear 'tisn't poison 'twon't bite	A
Then catching a club he had towered up above it	D2
And promptly had pounded the devil out of it	D2
'Twould have saved some hot tears some hard toil some disgrace	E
And been a great thing for the whole human race	E
But they treated him kindly and gave him his say	B2
And 'twas not very long ere himself was to pay	B2
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Since then this same Satan whatever befalls	E
Is noted for making his family calls	E
Some families shame on the impudent wretch	E2
He stays with at times for a week at a stretch	E2
And some it would seem as if pleased with the fare	B
He had taken his permanent residence there	B
But when to his dear friends these visits he makes	E
He doesn't always come in the persons of snakes	E
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So the Science of Home is the chiefest of all	I
To ward off these dangers that ever befall	I
To beat back these devils of discord and sin	F2
That always are striving to steal their way in	F2
To use all the means God hath placed in our sight	A
To keep our homes innocent happy and bright	A
For a home that rejoices in love's saving leaven	G2
Comes deliciously nigh to the splendors of Heaven	G2
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Still through the city I wander	T
Still do I study and ponder	T
But with no loneliness round me	Y
Severed the black cords that bound me	Y
No more my spirit is weary	Y
I have a home bright and cheery	Y
Full of love's sweet saving leaven	G2
Home is the daughter of Heaven	G2

William Mckendree Carleton

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