WYNKEN, BLYNKEN, AND NOD
by: Eugene Field (1850-1895)
- YNKEN, 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 the 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 folk 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 on the misty sea
- Where the old shoe rocked the fishermen three,--
- Wynken,
- Blynken,
- And Nod.
"Wynken, Blynken, and Nod"
is reprinted from The Little Book of American Poets: 1787-1900.
Ed. Jessie B. Rittenhouse. Cambridge: Riverside Press, 1915. |
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