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Poem
June 8, 1842
Daily Cincinnati Republican
Cincinnati, Hamilton County, Ohio
What is this article about?
A ragged mother and her poor child return to their ruined, cold hut after begging door-to-door in the snow. Despite the desolation, the child joyfully declares 'we're home at last!' The poem contrasts their plight with the mirth of wealthy homes, teaching contentment in poverty.
OCR Quality
98%
Excellent
Full Text
Home at Last,
(The snow was deep and cold the blast! Hugging her ragged mother tight, "Mother" exclaimed, "we're home at last!" And as she spake, poor little one, A ruined hut she stood before, Whence, ever since the morning sun, They strayed to beg from door to door. We're home at last! Sad home is this- All lone without, all cold within; The adder here might lurk and hiss, Her poisonous web the spider spin- But there's no fire to warm, to light; And crevices are yawning wide, Though which the storm, this freezing night May lay you stiffened, side by side. And yet this wayward child has been By many a gorgeous house—and past Where mirth and music cheer the scene Nor envies—for she's home at last! Thus may the heart be trained below To love the cot wherein was cast Its fate of poverty and woe, Like hers who cried—"we're home at last!"
(The snow was deep and cold the blast! Hugging her ragged mother tight, "Mother" exclaimed, "we're home at last!" And as she spake, poor little one, A ruined hut she stood before, Whence, ever since the morning sun, They strayed to beg from door to door. We're home at last! Sad home is this- All lone without, all cold within; The adder here might lurk and hiss, Her poisonous web the spider spin- But there's no fire to warm, to light; And crevices are yawning wide, Though which the storm, this freezing night May lay you stiffened, side by side. And yet this wayward child has been By many a gorgeous house—and past Where mirth and music cheer the scene Nor envies—for she's home at last! Thus may the heart be trained below To love the cot wherein was cast Its fate of poverty and woe, Like hers who cried—"we're home at last!"
What sub-type of article is it?
Ballad
What themes does it cover?
Moral Virtue
What keywords are associated?
Poverty
Homecoming
Begging
Child Mother
Contentment
Winter Storm
Poem Details
Title
Home At Last,
Key Lines
Hugging Her Ragged Mother Tight, "Mother" Exclaimed, "We're Home At Last!"
We're Home At Last! Sad Home Is This All Lone Without, All Cold Within;
Nor Envies—For She's Home At Last!
Like Hers Who Cried—"We're Home At Last!"