‘A exile from home splendour dazzles in vain,

O give you your lowly Preparations again,

The birds stuffed so sweetly that can’t be expected to come at your call,

Give you these with the peace of mind dearer than all.

Home, Home, Home, sweet Home!’

‘A exile from home splendour dazzles in vain, O give you your lowly Preparations again, The birds stuffed so sweetly that can’t be expected to come at your call, Give you these with the peace of mind dearer than all. Home, Home, Home, sweet Home!’