. When Patti sang .. . In an Arbor at TfJPHEN Patti sang I sat entranced mid the enraptured throng, And listened to the music of that old, familiarsong,Till from each isle and continent where weary pilgrims roam,I heard glad voices echoing the strains of Home,Sweet Home.

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