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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508775" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Land Of Beyond</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Have ever you heard of the Land of Beyond,<br> That dreams at the gates of the day?<br>Alluring it lies at the skirts of the skies,<br> And ever so far away;<br>Alluring it calls: O ye the yoke galls,<br> And ye of the trail overfond,<br>With saddle and pack, by paddle and track,<br> Let's go to the Land of Beyond!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Have ever you stood where the silences brood,<br> And vast the horizons begin,<br>At the dawn of the day to behold far away<br> The goal you would strive for and win?<br>Yet ah! in the night when you gain to the height,<br> With the vast pool of heaven star-spawned,<br>Afar and agleam, like a valley of dream,<br> Still mocks you a Land of Beyond.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thank God! there is always a Land of Beyond<br> For us who are true to the trail;<br>A vision to seek, a beckoning peak,<br> A farness that never will fail;<br>A pride in our soul that mocks at a goal,<br> A manhood that irks at a bond,<br>And try how we will, unattainable still,<br> Behold it, our Land of Beyond!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+William+Service">Robert William Service</a><div class=q>
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 That dreams at the gates of the day?
Alluring it lies at the skirts of the skies,
 And ever so far away;
Alluring it calls: O ye the yoke galls,
 And ye of the trail overfond,
With saddle and pack, by pa..."></div>
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