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No, because I do my sums with matchsticks.
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I suppose, when you come to think of it, he is the fourteenth Mr Wilson.
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Now you can see me in the flesh, and I don't really look as I'm made to look on television.
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Home is where the heart is.
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Home is home, though it be never so homely.
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And when you return home - to your house - think upon othersSuch as those who live in tents.
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Home is the place where, when you have to go there,They have to take you in.
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My house, my house, though thou art small,Thou art to me the Escurial.
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It is for homely features to keep home.They had their name thence.
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What you choose to call hell, he calls home.
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And I'll still stay, to have thee still forget,Forgetting any other home but this.
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Home-keeping youth have ever homely wits.
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The man who builds, and wants wherewith to pay,Provides a home from which to run away.
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My whinstone house my castle is, I have my own four walls.
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For the whole world, without a native home,Is nothing but a prison of larger room.
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The house is a castle which the King cannot enter.
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There's nobody at homeAnd father and mother and I.
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His native home deep imag'd in his soul.
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As a lodge in a garden of cucumbers.
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Our law calleth a man's house, his castle, meaning that he may defend himselfe therein.
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I in my own house am an emperor,And will defend what's mine.
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Far from all resort of mirth,Save the cricket on the hearth.
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His home, the spot of earth supremely blest,A dearer, sweeter spot than all the rest.
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Just the wee cot--the cricket's chirr--Love and the smiling face of her.
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To fireside happiness, to hours of easeBlest with that charm, the certainty to please.
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That is my home of love.
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Though home be but homely, yet huswife is taughtThat home hath no fellow to such as have aught.
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They dreamt not of a perishable home.
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