"'Tis Home Where'er the Heart Is" (1844)
Words from the Drama of Pocohantas
by the Hon. Robert Dale Owen
Arranged by John Hill Hewitt, 1801-1890

Baltimore, MD: F. D. Benteen, Plate No. 422
[Source: ns5,38@UNC-CH]

1.
'Tis home where'er the heart is.
  Where'er its living treasures dwell,
In cabin, or in princely hall,
  In forest haunt or hermit's cell.
'Tis bright where'er the heart is.
  Its fairy spells have pow'r to bring
Fresh fountains to the wilderness,
  And to the desert vernal spring.

2.
'Tis free where'er the heart is,
  Nor rankling chains, nor dungeon dim,
Can check the mind's aspirings,
  The bounding spirits pealing hymn.
The heart gives life its beauty,
  Its warmth, its radiance and its power,
Is sunlight to its ripling stream,
  And soft dew to its drooping flower.