| The Columbia World of Quotations. 1996. |
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| NUMBER: | 26432 |
| QUOTATION: | It aint home t ye, though it be the palace of a king, Until somehow yer soul is sort o wrapped round everything. |
| ATTRIBUTION: | Edgar Albert Guest (18811959), Anglo-American poet. Home (l. 78). . .
Oxford Book of American Light Verse, The. William Harmon, ed. (1979) Oxford University Press. |
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