Come ono, come nll ! como home, come home From dusert. sanris, from ocean foam, Benenth the linnored home roof-tree, .huí! hands and hearts nnd you shall see Sweet iiioughis, pure love, and hones liviug Flow from the keeping of Thanksglvlng ' rs then thedead become most dear; 'Tis then the living brlng most. cheer; 'lia then tlie best witlilti ua vms Aspiring toward our youthful dreams And lile íooka really worili the living, I n the oíd huiuestead at Thaiiksivin. Thanks, arlin oíd Purltalus to yon, Wlio "bullded better than yeknew ! " Ti ue, ye were hard and stern, 'tis sald. Intolerant and Mltoted, But one sweet glft Ís ofyour glvlng- Thanks, sad, oíd pilgrlmg, i n e.