A pair of traditional wooden shoes
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?"
The old moon asked the three.
"We've have come to fish for herring-fish
That live in this beautiful sea;
Nets of silver and gold have we,"
The old moon laughed and sung 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,
But never afeard are we"-
So cried the stars to the fishermen three,
All night long their nets they threw
For the fish in the twinkling foam,
Then down from the sky 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 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;
Bessie Pease Gutman
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-
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod
A Dutch Lullaby
"Wynken, Blynken, and Nod"
Written by Eugene Field