Th eLa n d o fDr e a m sby Willard D. Coxey.Illustration by Ryan Walker.OH, a curious place is the Land of Dreams,With its vapory castles of smoke—A shadowy land where the sun never beams,And Reality’s only a joke!’Tis a place where fortunes are made in a nightWith nothing of cost or labor;And all that you do is to turn out the light—And dream that Wealth is your neighbor!’Tis a land of bliss, where no one is missed—’Tis a land that lovers adore,Where the prettiest girl who ever was kissedIs a dream on the edge of a snore!So here’s to the shadowy Realm of Sleep!And here’s to the People of Seeming!The rest of the world may awake and weep,But me for the laugh and the dreaming.“Where the prettiest girl who ever was kissedIs a dream on the edge of a snore.”
by Willard D. Coxey.
Illustration by Ryan Walker.
OH, a curious place is the Land of Dreams,With its vapory castles of smoke—A shadowy land where the sun never beams,And Reality’s only a joke!’Tis a place where fortunes are made in a nightWith nothing of cost or labor;And all that you do is to turn out the light—And dream that Wealth is your neighbor!’Tis a land of bliss, where no one is missed—’Tis a land that lovers adore,Where the prettiest girl who ever was kissedIs a dream on the edge of a snore!So here’s to the shadowy Realm of Sleep!And here’s to the People of Seeming!The rest of the world may awake and weep,But me for the laugh and the dreaming.
OH, a curious place is the Land of Dreams,With its vapory castles of smoke—A shadowy land where the sun never beams,And Reality’s only a joke!
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H, a curious place is the Land of Dreams,
With its vapory castles of smoke—
A shadowy land where the sun never beams,
And Reality’s only a joke!
’Tis a place where fortunes are made in a nightWith nothing of cost or labor;And all that you do is to turn out the light—And dream that Wealth is your neighbor!
’Tis a place where fortunes are made in a night
With nothing of cost or labor;
And all that you do is to turn out the light—
And dream that Wealth is your neighbor!
’Tis a land of bliss, where no one is missed—’Tis a land that lovers adore,Where the prettiest girl who ever was kissedIs a dream on the edge of a snore!
’Tis a land of bliss, where no one is missed—
’Tis a land that lovers adore,
Where the prettiest girl who ever was kissed
Is a dream on the edge of a snore!
So here’s to the shadowy Realm of Sleep!And here’s to the People of Seeming!The rest of the world may awake and weep,But me for the laugh and the dreaming.
So here’s to the shadowy Realm of Sleep!
And here’s to the People of Seeming!
The rest of the world may awake and weep,
But me for the laugh and the dreaming.
“Where the prettiest girl who ever was kissedIs a dream on the edge of a snore.”
“Where the prettiest girl who ever was kissedIs a dream on the edge of a snore.”
“Where the prettiest girl who ever was kissedIs a dream on the edge of a snore.”
“Where the prettiest girl who ever was kissedIs a dream on the edge of a snore.”
“Where the prettiest girl who ever was kissed
Is a dream on the edge of a snore.”