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“If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies, And they are fools who roam. The world has nothing to bestow; From our own selves our joys must flow, And that dear hut, our home.”
Provenance
- Source:
- The Fireside. Stanza 3.
- Type:
- Book
- Confidence:
- 0.85
- Indexed:
- 2026-07-04
- Hash:
- f66206c00f4336e911392a9fe36e18607d6af77bdbf4474a757aa54f48c65aa2
public domain
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 9th ed. (Little, Brown, 1905), public domain
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