<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=365680" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Byron Bay</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I lay a-dream in Byron Bay<br>And felt a voice to sigh and say: <br>'Get up, get up, <br>There’s much to be done, <br>And more to be seen, to be worked at and won.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her eyes were sparkling pools of gold<br>Her hair a glittering tale, untold, <br>'Get up, get on, '<br>She seemed to say, <br>But whispered her wisdom and wishes away</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Don’t lie in an idle content, replete, <br>Be stirring your imagery, stirring your feet, <br>Get on, get out<br>And conjure the ebb<br>Of a moonbeam laced with a spider’s web.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I smiled to notice the voice so fine<br>A bubbling nectar, a sparkling wine, <br>'Be still, desist, <br>I taste the content<br>Of an April dawn the creator lent.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Conjure me flowers a yard across<br>And gossamer flights of the Albatross, <br>Awake, look out, <br>The faerie spell, <br>Adrift in the midst of a wishing well.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'How could I conjure a looking-glass<br>A poet is merely a man, alas? '<br>'Just turn, and see<br>In mortal guise<br>The enchanted dawn through a faerie’s eyes.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I looked around for the barest glimpse<br>Of a sight seen neither before, nor since; <br>'Be soft, be still<br>I dream all day<br>Of my Faerie Queene of Byron Bay.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">16 October 1972</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Lewis+Paget">David Lewis Paget</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=365680" data-title="Byron Bay de David Lewis Paget" data-description="I lay a-dream in Byron Bay And felt a voice to sigh and say: 'Get up, get up, There’s much to be done, And more to be seen, to be worked at and won.' Her eyes were sparkling pools of gold Her hair a glittering tale, untold, 'Get up, get on,..."></div> </div> </div>

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