Introduction

This poem talks about the comfort and pleasure of home. As humble as it may be, there is no place like home. It soothes our heart and brings us comfort. No matter how many beautiful places we roam, they will never measure up to home. The poem is divided into five stanzas. The rhyme scheme of each stanza is aabbcc.

Stanza 1

’Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam,
Be it ever so humble, there’s no place like home;
A charm from the sky seems to hallow us there,
Which, seek through the world, is ne’er met with elsewhere.
Home, home, sweet, sweet home !
There’s no place like home, oh, there’s no place like home !

The poet says that although we may roam palaces and enjoy many different kinds of pleasure, there’s no place like home, even if it is humble. A charm from the sky, or the heavens, seem to bless us at home, making it holy. Even if we seek this feeling through the world, we can never find it elsewhere. The poet exclaims about his home, his sweet home. He says that there’s no place like home.

Stanza 2

An exile from home, splendour dazzles in vain;
Oh, give me my lowly thatched cottage again!
The birds singing gayly, that come at my call -
Give me them - and the peace of mind, dearer than all!
Home, home, sweet, sweet home !
There’s no place like home, oh, there’s no place like home !

The poet says that when one is away from home, splendid things dazzle us but it is in vain, or of no use. He just wants his lowly thatched cottage again because there is no place more comfortable than home. He wants the birds that sing happily and come at his call at home, and the peace of mind he finds there that is dearer than all things. He again exclaims about his sweet home and says that there’s no place like home.

Stanza 3

I gaze on the moon as I tread the drear wild,
And feel that my mother now thinks of her child,
As she looks on that moon from our own cottage door
Thro’ the woodbine, whose fragrance shall cheer me no more.
Home, home, sweet, sweet home !
There’s no place like home, oh, there’s no place like home !

When the poet gazes at the moon while going through some wild places, he feels that his mother thinks of her child, or him, as she looks at that very same moon from their own cottage door through the woodbine (the common honeysuckle plant). But since the poet is away from home, the fragrance of the woodbine by his cottage door cannot cheer him anymore. He sighs for his sweet home in longing and says that there’s no place like home.

Stanza 4

How sweet ’tis to sit ’neath a fond father’s smile,
And the caress of a mother to soothe and beguile !
Let others delight mid new pleasures to roam,
But give me, oh, give me, the pleasures of home.
Home, home, sweet, sweet home !
There’s no place like home, oh, there’s no place like home!

The poet tells us how sweet it is to feel a fond father’s smile, and have the caress of a mother to soothe and charm you. He says that others may find delight and pleasures while roaming new places, but he desires the pleasures of home. He exclaims about his sweet home once again, and says that there’s no place like home.

Stanza 5

To thee I’ll return, overburdened with care;
The heart’s dearest solace will smile on me there;
No more from that cottage again will I roam;
Be it ever so humble, there’s no place like home.
Home, home, sweet, sweet, home !
There’s no place like home, oh, there’s no place like home !

The poet addresses his home and says that he will return to it, overburdened with care, or full of burdens and worries. He will find peace in his heart at home. He will not go away from the cottage that is his home again. He says that although it is humble, there’s no place like home. He ends the poem by exclaiming about his sweet home and sayingthere’s no place like home.

Conclusion

There is no place like home. Nothing can ever compare to the comfort and pleasure it brings. So, no matter how far we go, our greatest comfort will always be home.