DULCE DOMUM, AN OLD LATIN ODE. Helen Maria Williams Alexander Huber Editor Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford
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Oxford This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. Williams, Helen Maria, 1759-1827. Poems on various subjects: with introductory remarks on the present state of science and literature in France. London G. and W. B. Whittaker 1823 pp. [219]-221.

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DULCE DOMUM , AN OLD LATIN ODE . SUNG ANNUALLY BY THE WINCHESTER BOYS UPON LEAVING COLLEGE AT THE VACATION . [ Translated at the Request of DR. JOSEPH WARTON . ] LOV'D Companions , let us sing ! Wake the dear according string — Come , with gladness fill the dome , Pour the happy song of Home . CHORUS . Now , sweet Home ! our steps are free ; Now , sweet Home ! we fly to thee ! Let the vaulted roofs resound Sacred Home , with blessings crown'd ! Learning , thorny are thy ways , Thought is weary of the maze ; Let us seek awhile the goal Where affection rests her soul !

CHORUS . — Now , sweet Home , &c.

Now , O toiling Muse , repose ; Muse ! the classic volume close : — Bid the cares of study cease , Give the vacant hours to peace !

CHORUS . — Now , sweet Home , &c.

Joyful with the smiling year , We will smile , for Home is near ! — Strangers will our song repeat — Strangers feel that Home is sweet !

CHORUS . — Now , sweet Home , &c.

Bring , O bring th' impatient steed , Let us to the threshold speed , Where we shed the tear of bliss , Where we meet a mother's kiss !

CHORUS . — Now , sweet Home , &c.

Home of childhood ! swell the strain , While we hail thy gates again ! Why , Aurora , thus delay ? Slothful goddess , give the day !

CHORUS . — Now , sweet Home , &c.