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The Beautiful Land Of Nod
(5 November 1850 - 30 October 1919 / Johnstown Center / Rock County / Wisconsin)

The Beautiful Land Of Nod

Poem By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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 world of fair weather we’ll float off together
Where the roses are always in bloom.

Just shut up your eyes, and fold your hands,
Your hands like the leaves of a rose,
And we will go sailing to those fair lands
That an atlas never 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 dropp down the curtains of your dear eyes,
Those eyes like a bright blue-bell,
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 the mystical isle
Which no man has seen, but where all have been,
And there we will pause for awhile.
I will croon you a song as we float along,
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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One of my all time Ella Wheeler Wilcox favourites. Simply incredible writing.
This is one of the most beautiful poems ever written.It's enchanting and forever timeless. This incredible woman Ella Wheeler Wilcox who passed away one hundred years ago, she captivated my heart at twelve years old.And Ella Wheeler Wilcox is the reason I choose to write poetry today.Good poems and poets never die.Love you Ella.May God Bless and Keep you and many others.Shaun.
....beautifully penned and most extraordinary, love this ★