IN DROWSY-LAND.

New Zealand Graphic, Volume XIX, Issue XIII, 18 September 1897, Page 392

IN DROWSY-LAND.

Oh, a marvellous city is Trundlebed Town, And the home of the Drowsies is there; And they gather at night on the hillocks of down In the streets of that city so fair. And the Dream People come there to join in their play From the plains of the Kingdom of Nod ; The beautiful country that borders, they say, On the luminous valleys of God. Oh, the wonderful games that these Dream People play And the fanciful tales that they tell. And the Drowsy Folk hearken and hasten away To the land where the Dream People dwell. And they gaze with delight at each curious thing That they find in the Kingdom of Nod, While their ears catch a strain of the songs that they sing In the luminous valleys of God. Then the Drowsies return to the hillocks of white, And the Dream People follow them there; And they joyfully gambol the rest of the night Through the streets of that city so fair. Then at dawn they reluctantly hasten away From those billowy byways of down. While the Drowsies awake with the breaking of day On the hillocks of Trundlebed Town.