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The Beautiful Land of Nod

Come, cuddle your head on my shoulder, dear,

Your head like the golden-rod,

And we will go sailing away from

To the beautiful Land of Nod.

Away from life's hurry and flurry and worry,

Away from earth's shadows and gloom,

To a world of fair weather we'll float off together,

Where roses are always in bloom.

Just shut your eyes and fold your hands,

Your hands like the leaves of a rose,

And we will go sailing to those fair

That never an atlas shows.

On the North and the West they are bounded by rest,

On the South and the East, by dreams;'Tis the country ideal, where nothing is real,

But everything only seems.

Just drop down the curtains of your dear

Those eyes like a bright bluebell,

And we will sail out under starlit skies,

To the land where the fairies dwell.

Down the river of sleep our barque shall sweep,

Till it reaches that mystical

Which no man hath seen, but where all have been,

And there we will pause awhile.

I will croon you a song as we float

To that shore that is blessed of God,

Then, ho! for that fair land, we're off for that rare land,

That beautiful Land of Nod.

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Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Ella Wheeler Wilcox (November 5, 1850 – October 30, 1919) was an American author and poet. Her works include Poems of Passion and Solitude, whic…

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