<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391017" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Happy Isles</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, come with me to the Happy Isles<br>In the golden haze off yonder,<br>Where the song of the sun-kissed breeze beguiles<br>And the ocean loves to wander.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fragrant the vines that mantle those hills,<br>Proudly the fig rejoices,<br>Merrily dance the virgin rills,<br>Blending their myriad voices.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Our herds shall suffer no evil there,<br>But peacefully feed and rest them;<br>Never thereto shall prowling bear<br>Or serpent come to molest them.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Neither shall Eurus, wanton bold,<br>Nor feverish drought distress us,<br>But he that compasseth heat and cold<br>Shall temper them both to bless us.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There no vandal foot has trod,<br>And the pirate hordes that wander<br>Shall never profane the sacred sod<br>Of those beautiful isles out yonder.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Never a spell shall blight our vines,<br>Nor Sirius blaze above us,<br>But you and I shall drink our wines<br>And sing to the loved that love us.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So come with me where Fortune smiles<br>And the gods invite devotion,--<br>Oh, come with me to the Happy Isles<br>In the haze of that far-off ocean!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Eugene+Field">Eugene Field</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=391017" data-title="The Happy Isles de Eugene Field" data-description="Oh, come with me to the Happy Isles In the golden haze off yonder, Where the song of the sun-kissed breeze beguiles And the ocean loves to wander. Fragrant the vines that mantle those hills, Proudly the fig rejoices, Merrily dance the virgin rill..."></div> </div> </div>

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