Overview

From breakfast on through all the day 

At home among my friends I stay, 

But every night I go abroad 

Afar into the land of Nod. 

All by myself I have to go, 

With none to tell me what to do — 

All alone beside the streams 

And up the mountain-sides of dreams. 

The strangest things are there for me, 

Both things to eat and things to see, 

And many frightening sights abroad 

Till morning in the land of Nod. 

Try as I like to find the way, 

I never can get back by day, 

Nor can remember plain and clear 

The curious music that I hear. 

Robert Louis Stevenson

Works

Venue

Threshold Art Gallery

C221, Sarvodaya Enclave, New Delhi, 110017

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