Save the cricket on the hearth.
All the day's long toil is past;
And each heart is whispering, "Home,
Home at last!"
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Let him come hither;
One here will constant be,
Come wind, come weather.
There's no discouragement,
Shall make him once relent,
His first avow'd intent,
To be a pilgrim.
