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Fate sits on these dark battlements, and frowns, / And, as the portals open to receive me, / Her voice, in sullen echoes through the courts, / Tells of a nameless deed.
Home is the resort / Of love, of joy, of peace and plenty, where, / Supporting and supported, polish'd friends / And dear relations mingle into bliss. / - Thomson