Intrigued, I read the little sign that explained it was named "Wynken, Blynken, and Nod" after a popular poem for children written by American writer and poet Eugene Field and published on March 9, 1889. The original title was Dutch Lullaby.
The poem goes:
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;
'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 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.
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;
'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 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.
The Honorable Fred W. Bailey of Denver, Colorado, presented the statue of the Green to the children of Wellsboro as a gesture of love for his late wife Elizabeth. Elizabeth’s love for Field’s poem and love for her hometown inspired Bailey to donate the memorial.
Elizabeth Cameron was born and raised in Wellsboro, Pennsylvania. Fred Bailey also grew up in Wellsboro, but followed his yearning for the West to Colorado in 1884.
After a few years he returned to Wellsboro, courted and married Elizabeth Cameron, and returned to Denver. Fred and Elizabeth Bailey never had children, but her love of children was obvious by the Memorial her husband chose to reflect her life.
The statue was sculpted by Mabel Landrum Torrey who was born in a sod house in Colorado. She attended the Art of Institute of Chicago and majored in sculpture. Her original Wynken, Blynken and Nod sculpture received praise from art critics when it was on exhibit in Chicago.
Mrs. Torrey presented Denver Mayor Robert Speer with her original piece of work. He was reportedly so delighted with it that he commissioned her to sculpt one in marble. In 1918, it was placed in the children’s fountain of Washington Park. So there are two copies of this work - one in Denver, Colorado and one in Wellsboro, Pennsylvania.
12 comments:
I thought Nod maybe had some roots in Irish mythology. Like the Land of Nod. Nevertheless, the history of that statue is interesting!
What fun, I hope you had a great weekend. That statue is stunning and I loved the poem:)
i have heard this sung, but never all the verses. Nice. and a pretty statue too.
mimi
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I remember that poem in a book of children's stories/poems my kids had growing up. It was a fun one to read.
What a cute statue and a sweet story behind it.
Seems like a great place to spend a few days Iggy!
betty
What a delightful story and so full of love all the way around!
I always loved that poem. It always seemed magical and was one of the many I memorized. Love the statue.
I had to memorize almost all of that poem in my English class..not all of it but like 1/4 of it..gave me night mares for years....
Looks like a charming little town to enjoy the fall colors!
What a great story about that poem and the fountain! I knew I'd heard the poem before, but could not remember it. Thank you for posting it so I could read it again.
I remember reading that as a child.. and then again to my children. But not the entire poem to my kids.
When Auntie Fern broker her 104 year old hip this summer she was first sent to REHAB - and one of her new friends there was a woman who told me she was born in a sod house in north dakota. I tried to talk to her again several weeks later and she wasn't there anymore --- (Auntie Fern is losing ground, too. But she has 105 coming up in April, so how do you measure loss at this stage?)
ps. regarding the woman born in sod house. I mean her mind was gone.
Fascinating stories! I always learn something new from you! That statue is quite lovely.
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