<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384597" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Beautiful Land Of Nod</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Come, cuddle your head on my shoulder, dear, <br> Your head like the golden-rod, <br>And we will go sailing away from here<br> To the beautiful land of Nod.<br>Away from life’s hurry, and flurry, and worry, <br> Away from earth’s shadows and gloom, <br>To a world of fair weather we’ll float off together<br> Where the roses are always in bloom.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Just shut up your eyes, and fold your hands, <br> Your hands like the leaves of a rose, <br>And we will go sailing to those fair lands<br> That an atlas never shows.<br>On the North and the West they are bounded by rest, <br> On the South and the East by dreams; <br>‘Tis the country ideal, where nothing is real, <br> But everything only seems.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Just dropp down the curtains of your dear eyes, <br> Those eyes like a bright blue-bell, <br>And we will sail out under starlit skies<br> To the land where the fairies dwell.<br>Down the river of sleep our barque shall sweep, <br> Till it reaches the mystical isle<br>Which no man has seen, but where all have been, <br> And there we will pause for awhile.<br>I will croon you a song as we float along, <br> To that shore that is blessed of God, <br>Then ho! for that fair land, we’re off for that rare land, <br> That beautiful Land of Nod.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ella+Wheeler+Wilcox">Ella Wheeler Wilcox</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=384597" data-title="The Beautiful Land Of Nod de Ella Wheeler Wilcox" data-description="Come, cuddle your head on my shoulder, dear, Your head like the golden-rod, And we will go sailing away from here To the beautiful land of Nod. Away from life’s hurry, and flurry, and worry, Away from earth’s shadows and gloom, To a wor..."></div> </div> </div>

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