“The ventures of dreamland
Are thine for a day.”

—  Silas Weir Mitchell

Dreamland, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
Context: Up anchor! Up anchor!
Set sail and away!
The ventures of dreamland
Are thine for a day.

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