Wynken, Blynken, and Nod

by Eugene Field

Wynken, Blynken and Nod one night

Sailed off in a wooden shoe,

Sailed off 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 the 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 fisherman 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,

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 the 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 fisherman three:

Wynken,

Blynken,

And Nod.

Also, This poem is featured in the movie “Dennis” it is recited by Joan Plowight

Wynken, Blynken and Nod

by Eugene Field

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.

Winkin’, Blinkin’, and Nod

Winkin’, Blinkin’, and Nod, one night sailed off in a wooden shoe;

Sailed off 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’ve come to fish for the herring fish that live in this beautiful sea.

Nets of silver and gold have we,” said Winkin’, Blinkin’, 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.

Now the little stars are the herring fish that live in that beautiful sea;

“Cast your nets wherever you wish never afraid are we!”

So cried the stars to the fishermen three – Winkin’, and Blinkin’, and Nod.

So all night long their nets they threw to the stars in the twinkling foam.

‘Til down from the skies came the wooden shoe bringing the fisherman home.

‘Twas all so pretty a sail it seemed as if it could not be.

Some folks say ’twas a dream they dreamed of sailing that misty sea.

But I shall name you the fisherman three – Winkin’, Blinkin’, and Nod.

Now Winkin’ and Blinkin’ 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 your eyes while mother sings of the wonderful sights that be.

And you shall see those beautiful things as you sail on the misty sea,

Where the old shoe rocked the fishermen three – Winkin’, Blinkin’, and Nod.

by Eugene Field

Wynken, Blynken and Nod one night

Sailed off in a wooden shoe,

Sailed off 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 the 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 fisherman 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,

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 the 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 fisherman three:

Wynken,

Blynken,

And Nod.

RE:
Does anybody know the name of this nursery rhyme 10 points to the first right answerer?
It's a nursery rhyme that my mother use to say to me it goes

Winking Blinking….something and Nod went off to sail in a wooden clog I don't know the whole thing or the name of the nursery rhyme..

Winkin’, Blinkin’, and Nod, one night sailed off in a wooden shoe;

Sailed off 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’ve come to fish for the herring fish that live in this beautiful sea.

Nets of silver and gold have we,” said Winkin’, Blinkin’, 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.

Now the little stars are the herring fish that live in that beautiful sea;

“Cast your nets wherever you wish never afraid are we!”

So cried the stars to the fishermen three – Winkin’, and Blinkin’, and Nod.

So all night long their nets they threw to the stars in the twinkling foam.

‘Til down from the skies came the wooden shoe bringing the fisherman home.

‘Twas all so pretty a sail it seemed as if it could not be.

Some folks say ’twas a dream they dreamed of sailing that misty sea.

But I shall name you the fisherman three – Winkin’, Blinkin’, and Nod.

Now Winkin’ and Blinkin’ 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 your eyes while mother sings of the wonderful sights that be.

And you shall see those beautiful things as you sail on the misty sea,

Where the old shoe rocked the fishermen three – Winkin’, Blinkin’, and Nod.

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’ve come to fish for the herring fish that live in this beautiful sea;

Nets of silver and gold have we” said Winkin’ Blinkin’ and Nod.

The old moon laughed and he sang a song as they rocked 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;

“Cast your nets wherever you wish never afeared are we!”

So cried the stars to the fishermen three – Winkin’ Blinkin’ and Nod.

So all night long their nets they threw to the stars in the twinkling foam.

Then downward 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 say twas a dream they dreamed of sailing that misty sea.

But I shall name you the fishermen three – Winkin’ Blinkin’ and Nod.

Now Winkin’ and Blinkin’ are two little eyes and Nod is a little head.

And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies is a wee ones trundle bed.

So close your eyes while mother sings of the wonderful sights that be.

And you shall see those beautiful things as you sail on the misty sea

Where the old shoe rocked the fishermen three – Winkin’ Blinkin’ and Nod.

Sailed off in a wooden shoe;

Sailed off 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 the beautiful sea.

Nets of silver and gold have we!”

Said Winken,

Blinken,

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 fisherman three:

Winken,

Blinken,

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 fisherman 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:

Winken,

Blinken,

And Nod.

Winken and Blinken are two little eyes,

And Nod is a little head,

And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies

Is the 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 fisherman three:

Winken,

Blinken,

And Nod.