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Wynken

Wynken, Blynken, and Nod go fishing one night in a wooden shoe that sails through a sea of dew and crystal light. The old moon asks them where they are going and what they wish, to which they reply that they have come to fish for herring fish that live in the beautiful sea, using nets of silver and gold. The little stars are actually the herring fish, and the fishermen cast their nets to catch the stars, being never afraid. After a successful fishing trip, the wooden shoe returns home, bringing the sleepy fishermen back from their dreamlike sail on the misty sea.

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Wynken

Wynken, Blynken, and Nod go fishing one night in a wooden shoe that sails through a sea of dew and crystal light. The old moon asks them where they are going and what they wish, to which they reply that they have come to fish for herring fish that live in the beautiful sea, using nets of silver and gold. The little stars are actually the herring fish, and the fishermen cast their nets to catch the stars, being never afraid. After a successful fishing trip, the wooden shoe returns home, bringing the sleepy fishermen back from their dreamlike sail on the misty sea.

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Wynken, Blynken, and Nod (Dutch Lullaby) by Eugene Field (1850-1895) 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; 'T was all so pretty a sail it seemed As if it could not be, And some folks thought 't was 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 fishermen three: Wynken, Blynken, And Nod.

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