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| WYNKEN, Blynken, and Nod one night | |
| Sailed off in a wooden shoe— | |
| Sailed on a river of misty light | |
| Into a sea of dew. | |
| “Where are you going, and what do you wish?” | 5 |
| 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,” | |
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| Said Wynken, | 10 |
| Blynken, | |
| And Nod. | |
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| The old moon laughed and sung a song | |
| As they rocked in the wooden shoe, | |
| And the wind that sped them all night long | 15 |
| Ruffled the waves of dew; | |
| The little stars were the herring-fish | |
| That lived in the beautiful sea; | |
| “Now cast your nets wherever you wish, | |
| But never afeard are we”— | 20 |
| So cried the stars to the fishermen three, | |
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| Wynken, | |
| Blynken, | |
| And Nod. | |
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| All night long their nets they threw | 25 |
| For the fish in the twinkling foam, | |
| Then down from the sky came the wooden shoe, | |
| Bringing the fishermen home. | |
| ’T was all so pretty a sail, it seemed | |
| As if it could not be; | 30 |
| And some folks thought ’t was a dream they ’d dreamed | |
| Of sailing that beautiful sea. | |
| But I shall name you the fishermen three: | |
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| Wynken, | |
| Blynken, | 35 |
| And Nod. | |
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| 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; | 40 |
| So shut your eyes while mother sings | |
| Of the wonderful sights that be, | |
| And you shall see the beautiful things | |
| As you rock in the misty sea | |
| Where the old shoe rocked the fishermen three— | 45 |
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| Wynken, | |
| Blynken, | |
| And Nod. | |
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