>시 남겨요... > >       A Home Song >               >                     Henry Van Dyke > >I read within a poet's book >A word that starred the page: >"Stone walls do not a prison make, >Nor iron bars a cage!" > >Yes, that is true; and something more >You'll find, where'er you roam, >That marble floors and gilded walls >Can never make a home. > >But every house where Love abides, >And Friendship is a guest, >Is surely home, and home-sweet-home: >For there the heart can rest. >