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IN the land of happy dreams
Through a short dream-life I dwelt -
Was it very long ago?
There was music in the streams,
Vague weird voices soft and low!
Purple mists would rise and melt,
Golden vapours floated by,
Trancing all with mystery,
With a sweet strange mystery
In the land of happy dreams.
Ah the land of happy dreams!
Ah the beauty! Ah the love!
Was it very long ago?
Can I tell? Long, long it seems
Since a wild wild wave of woe -
Ah I strove! ah vainly strove! -
Bore me from the golden shore.
I shall dream there nevermore;
I shall rest me nevermore
In the land of happy dreams.
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