by Stephen Collins Foster (1826 - 1864)
No home. No home
Language: English
No home! no home on my weary way I seek, When laden with grief and care, No voice of love that one gentle world will speak, No lips that will breathe for me a prayer; I wander alone o'er the wide wide world, In sorrow where e'er I roam, But, ah! while through all its busy scenes I'm hurled, I find for my drooping heart no home, I find for my drooping heart no home, No home for my heart, no home. No home at night with its bright and cheerful hearth, To soften the cares of day, No smiles of joy and familiar sounds of mirth, Beguiling my bitter hours away. The mild skies may lend unto me their light, And meadows around me bloom, But through the long and the cheerless hours of night, I find for my drooping heart no home, I find for my drooping heart no home, No home for my heart, no home.
Authorship:
- by Stephen Collins Foster (1826 - 1864), "No home. No home" [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Stephen Collins Foster (1826 - 1864), "No home. No home", published 1862. [voice and piano] [text verified 1 time]
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