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Hawke's Bay Weekly Times, Volume 1, Issue 46, 18 November 1867, Page 283

Select Poetry.

: , , . . THE LAND. OF DREAMS M a land no mortal maphatli noted; jr; Lying remote—asunsetLandof Ease! wneretothe voyager issoftly floated. Across Lethean seas. . . existence Theshados of doubt and disbelief are east;. A realm that lies obscured by night and distance, vague, visionary, vast. ▼hereof.l baste to bring, O Mends and strangers, , Some brief account, for I.am travel-worn; But lately treading, after many dangers. The-marglns of the morn. The mountains lift their summits, dim and hoary . In undulating grandeur, far away; * And all things wear a pale and languid glory, - unknown to brazen day. There ancient Night, her starry rule sustaining, Bways her mild sceptre over sea and land; Amid her royal court serenely reigning, With Peace at her right hand* And Sleep, her slave, dusky and huge as Dagon, Before her, prone and powerless as the dead: One arm still round hisSpurple-staindd'flagon, And one beneath Ms head. There all strange beauties that Tapt Fancy renders. Enwrap the sense; from cliffs that nod around, While cataracts, moonstruck with golden splendors, Drop down without a sound. Stillmeadows where nocturnal blooms are growing, Languid with love, lie rapt in slumb’rous calm; Wooed by enamoured winds so faintly blowing Prom groves of drooping palm. By winding creeks and sedgy-margined river The heavy-headed poppies d<jze and doze; Narcotic sweetness fills the air for ever, And all things love repose. And round the land a mighty wall arises. Upon whose walls eternal starlight gleams, Showing a legend, with antique devices Inwrought : the land of dreams. —Reynolds’s Miscellany.