Wynken and 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 and Blynken and Nod.
The old Moon laughed and sang a song, as they rocked in the in the wooden shoe,
And the wind that sped them all night long ruffled the waves of dew.
Now the little stars are the herring fish that live in that beautiful sea,
"So cast you nets wherever you wish! Never afeared are we!" So cried the stars to the fishermen three,
Wynken and Blynken and Nod.
All night long their nets they cast to the stars in the twinkling foam,
Then down from the sky came the wooden shoe, bringing the fishermen home.
"Twas o so pretty a sight it seemed as if it could not be,
And some folks thought 'twas a dream they dreamed,
of sailing that beautiful sea.
But I shall name you the fishermen three,
Wynken and 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 close you eyes while Father sings of the beautiful sights that be,
And you shall see all the beautiful things as you rock in the misty sea,
Where the old shoe rocked the fishermen three,
Wynken and Blynken and Nod.
–– Eugene W. Fields
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8pagkDQAJdE
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