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WYNKEN, BLYNKEN, AND NOD WYNKEN, Blynken,
and Nod one night Sailed
off in a wooden shoe-- Sailed
on a river of crystal light, Into a sea of dew. "Where
are you going, and what do you wish!" The
old moon asked the three. "We
have come to fish for the herring fish That
live in this beautiful sea; Nets
of silver and gold have we!" Said
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod. The
old moon laughed and sang a song. As
they rocked in the wooden shoe. And
the wind that sped them all night long Ruffled
the waves of dew. The
little stars were the herring fish That
lived in that beautiful sea-- Now
cast your nets wherever you wish-- Never
afeard are we!" So
cried the stars to the fishermen three, Wynken,
Blynken, and Nod. All
night long their nets they threw To
the stars in the twinkling foam-- Then
down from the skies came the wooden shoe, Bringing
the fishermen home; 'Twas
all so pretty a sail, it seemed As
if it could not be, And
some folks thought 'twas a dream they'd dreamed Of
sailing that beautiful sea-- But
I shall name you the fishermen three: Wynken,
Blynken, and Nod. Wynken
and Blynken are two little eyes, And
Nod is a little head, And
the wooden shoe that sailed the skies Is
a wee one's trundle-bed. So
shut your eyes while mother sings Of
wonderful sights that be, And
you shall see the beautiful things As
you rock in the misty sea, Where
the old shoe rocked the fisherman three-- Wynken, Blynken, and Nod. By
Eugene Field
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