"Wynken, Blynken and Nod"
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Wynken, Blynken and Nod Sometimes Angel in the Apple Tree A Good Boy
Bliss Christening Skipping Fairies Close Your Eyes Block City Stars Music
There Isn't Time The Stuff of Dreams Starfish Title Page Dedication Page
The End Musical Credits Back Cover Illustrators
Wynken, Blynken and Nod
Eugene Field (1889)
Page Number: 7. Illustrator: Mabel Betsy Hill
Book: Bolenius Second Reader
Publisher: Houghton Mifflin Company Date: 1923
Wynken and Blynken and Nod one day, 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 on'e 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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Sometimes
Rose Fyleman (1921)
#1
Page Number: 8. Illustrator: Hilda T. Miller
Book: The Rose Fyleman Fairy Book by Rose Fyleman
Publisher: George H. Doran Company Date: 1923
#2
Page Number: 9. Illustrator: Hilda T. Miller
Book: The Rose Fyleman Fairy Book by Rose Fyleman
Publisher: George H. Doran Company Date: 1923
Some days are fairy days, the minute that you wake,
You have a magic feeling that you never could mistake;
You may not see the fairies, but you know that they're about,
And any single minute they might all come popping out;
You want to laugh, you want to sing, you want to dance and run,
Everything is different, everything is fun;
The sky is full of fairy clouds, the streets are fairy ways
Anything might happen on truly fairy days.
Some nights are fairy nights, Before you go to bed
You hear their darling music go chiming in your head;
You look into the garden, and through the misty grey
You see the trees all waiting in a breathless kind of way.
All the stars are smiling; they know that very soon,
The fairies will come singing from the land behind the moon.
If only you could keep awake when Mama puts out the light
Anything might happen on a truly fairy night.
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Angel in the Apple Tree
Winifred Welles (1931)
Page Number: 11. Illustrator: Marguerite Davis
Book: Skipping Along Alone by Winifred Welles
Publisher: The Macmillan Company Date: 1931
Early in the moring, before the day began,
Out along the hillside, glittering and cold,
And down into the orchard what was all dim gold,
Barefoot, and by myself, breathlessly I ran.
There I saw an Angel resting in an apple tree,
A lovely, silver Person up among the leaves
From deep in the folds of one of her blue sleeves,
She took a yellow apple, and she dropped it down to me.
I clasped my hands around it, I lifted up my eyes,
To smile at her and thank her, but already she was gone.
I stood among the grasses very still and all alone
While the green leaves rusted and the sun began to rise.
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A Good Boy
Robert Louis Stevenson (1885)
Page Number: 12. Illustrator: Florence Edith Storer
Book: A Child's Garden of Verses by Robert Louis Stevenson
Publisher: Charles Scribner's Sons Date: 1922
I woke before the morning, I was happy all the day,
I never said an ugly word, but smiled and stuck to play.
And now at last the sun is going down behind the wood,
And I am very happy, for I know that I’ve been good.
My bed is waiting cool and fresh, with linen smooth and fair,
And I must off to sleepsin-by, and not forget my prayer.
I know that till tomorrow I shall see the sun arise,
No ugly dream shall fright my mind no ugly sight my eyes.
But slumber hold me tightly till I waken in the dawn,
and hear the thrushes singing in the lilacs round the lawn.
Oh slumber wrap your arms around me, hold me till I see,
the birdies dancing lightly on the branches of the tree.
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Bliss
Eleanor Farjeon (1938)
Page Number: 13. Illustrator: Marguerite Davis
Book: Skipping Along Alone by Winifred Welles
Publisher: The Macmillan Company Date: 1931
Let me fetch sticks, Let me fetch stones,
Throw me your bones, Teach me your tricks.
When you go ride, Let me go run,
You in the sun, Me at your side......Always by your side;
When you go swim, let me go too,
Both lost in blue, Up to the brim.
Let me fetch sticks, Let me fetch stones,
Throw me your bones, Teach me your tricks.
Let me do this, Let me do that,
What you are at, That is my bliss.
What you are at, That is my bliss.
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The Christening
Walter de la Mare (1902)
Page Number: 15. Illustrator: Marguerite Davis
Book: Sing-Song by Christina G. Rossetti
Publisher: The Macmillan Company Date: 1924
The bells chime clear; soon will the sun behind the hills sink down;
Come, little Ann, your baby brother dear lies in his christening-gown.
His godparents are, all across the fields stepped on before,
And wait beneath, the crumbling monuments this side the old church door.
Your Mother dear leans frail and lovely on your daddy’s arm;
Watching her chick, ‘twixt happiness and fear, lest he should come to harm.
All to be blest full soon in the clear heavenly water,
He sleeps on unwitting of ‘t, his little breast heaving so tenderly.
I carried you, my little Ann, long since on this same quest,
(And) from the painted windows, a pale hue lit golden on your breast;
And then you woke; chill as the holy water trickled down,
And, weeping cast the window, a strange look, half smile, half infant frown.
I scarce could hear the larks a-singing in the green meadows,
“Twas summertide, and budding far and near the hedges thick with rose.
And now you’re grown a little girl, and this same helpless mite,
Is come like such, another bud half-blown, out of the wintry night.
Time flies, time flies! And yet, bless me! ‘tis little changed am I;
May Jesu keep from tears those infant eyes,Be Love their lullaby!
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Skipping Along Alone
Winifred Welles (1931)
Page Number: 17. Illustrator: Marguerite Davis
Book: Skipping Along Alone by Winifred Welles
Publisher: The Macmillan Company Date: 1931
Oh, how I love to skip alone, along the beach in moisty weather;
The whole world seems my very own, each fluted shell and glistening stone,
Each wave that twirls a silver feather.
I skip along so brave and big, behind the sand-birds gray and tiny,
I love to see their quck feet jig, each leaves a mark, neat as a twig,
Stamped in the sand so clear and shiny.
And fine and faint as drops of spray, I hear their little voices calling,
"Sweet, sweet! Sweet, sweet!" I hear them say
I love to skip alone and play, along the sand when mist is falling.
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Fairies
Rose Fyleman(1923)
Page Number: 19. Illustrator: Eva Roos
Book: Lullabys and Baby Songs compiled by Adelaide L. J. Gosset
Publisher: E.P. Dutton and Company Date: 1900
There are fairies at the bottom of our garden!
It's not so very, very far away;
You pass the gardner's shed and you just
keep straight ahead I do so hope they've really come to stay.
There's a little wood, with moss in it and beetles,
And a little stream that quietly runs through;
You wouldn't think they'd dare to come merrymaking there, Well, they do.
There are fairies at the bottom of our garden!
They often have a dance on summer nights;
The butterflies and bees make a lovely little breeze,
And the rabbits stand about and hold the lights.
Did you know that they could sit upon the moonbeams
And pick a little star to make a fan,
And dance away up there in the middle of the air? Well, they can.
There are fairies at the bottom of our garden!
You cannot think how beautiful they are;
They all stand up and sing when the Fairy Queen
and King Come gently floating down upon their car.
The King is very proud and very handsome;
The Queen--now you can quess who that could be
(She's a little girl all day, but at night she steals away)? Well -- it's Me!
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Close Your Eyes
E.K Godula and Brian Godula (2004)
#1
Page Number: 20. Illustrator: Unknown
Book: Stokes Childrens Annual
Publisher: Frederick A. Stokes Date: Circa 1920
#2
Page Number: 21. Illustrator: Florence Edith Storer
Book: Christmas Tales and Christmas Verse by Eugene Field
Publisher: Charles Scribner's Sons Date: 1919
Close your eyes and drift away to sleep,
Stars that shine above you will guide you to your dreams.
If you should wake, remember where you are,
I'll be here to hold you and rock you in my arms.
And love, my sweetest love, I'll place a kiss upon your cheek,
As I wait.....'till slumber calls your name
So close your eyes and drift away to sleep,
Let the night, hold you tight, until the dawning of the day.
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Block City
Robert Louis Stevenson (1885)
Page Number: 22. Illustrator: Florence Edith Storer
Book: A Child's Garden of Verses by Robert Louis Stevenson
Publisher: Charles Scribner's Sons Date: 1922
What are you able to build with your blocks,
Castles and palaces, temples and docks.
Rain may keep raining, and others go roam,
But I can be happy and building at home.
Let the sofa be mountains, the carpet be sea,
There I’ll establish a city for me:
A kirk and a mill and a palace beside,
And a harbour as well where my vessels may ride.
Great is the palace with pillar and wall,
A sort of a tower on the top of it all,
And steps coming down in an orderly way,
To where my toy vessels lie safe in the bay.
This one is sailing and that one is moored:
Hark to the song of the sailors on board!
And see on the steps of my palace, the kings,
Coming and going with presents and things!
Now I have done with it, down let it go!
All in a moment the town is laid low,
Block upon block lying scattered and free,
What is there left of my town by the sea?
Yet as I saw it, I see it again, the kirk
and the palace, the ships and the men,
And as long as I live and wherever I may be,
I’ll always remember my town by the sea…...
Yes I’ll always remember my town by the sea.
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Stars
Sara Teasdale (1920)
#1
Page Number: 24. Illustrator: Winifred Bromhall
Book: Silver Pennies by Blanche Jennings Thompson
Publisher: The Macmillan Company Date: 1925
#2
Page Number: 25. Illustrator: Unknown
Book: Eugene Field Reader, compiled by Alice L. Harris
Publisher: Charles Scribner's Sons Date: 1905
Alone in the night on a dark hill
With pines around me - Spicy and still
And a heaven full of stars, over my head,
White and topaz, and misty red;
Myriads with beating hearts of fire
That aeons, cannot vex or tire;
Up the dome of heaven, like a great hill,
I watch them marching, stately and still
And yes, I know that I, am honored to be,
Witness, of so much majesty.
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Music
Eleanor Farjeon (1938)
Page Number: 26. Illustrator: Florence Edith Storer
Book: A Child's Garden of Verses by Robert Louis Stevenson
Publisher: Charles Scribner's Sons Date: 1922
Can you dance? I love to dance! Music is my happy chance.
Music playing in the street, gets into my hands and into my feet.
Can you sing? I love to sing! Music, like a bird in Spring,
With a gold and silver note gets into my heart and into my throat.
Can you play? I'd love to play! Practice music every day--
Then you'll give the world a chance to dance and sing, To sing and dance.
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There Isn't Time
Eleanor Farjeon (1933)
Page Number: 27. Illustrator: Jessie Willcox Smith
Book: A Child's Garden of Verses by Robert Louis Stevenson
Publisher: Charles Scribner's Sons Date: 1922
There isn't time, there isn't time
To do the things I want to do,
With all the mountain-tops to climb,
And all the woods to wander through,
And all the seas to sail upon,
And everywhere there is to go,
And all the people, every one
Who lives upon the earth, to know.
There's only time, there's only time
To know a few, and do a few,
And then sit down and make a rhyme
About the rest I want to do.
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The Stuff of Dreams
J Walker McSpadden (1909)
#1
Page Number: 28. Illustrator: Edward L. Chase
Book: The Land of Nod by J. Walker McSpadden
Publisher: Thomas Y. Crowell and Company Date: 1909
#2
Page Number: 29. Illustrator: Edward L. Chase
Book: The Land of Nod by J. Walker McSpadden
Publisher: Thomas Y. Crowell and Company Date: 1909
Dance we, prance we, here and there, weaving dreams within the air;
Lading them on cobwebs slight--Cargoes wafted by the night.
Here a mem'ry, there a sigh, here a picture, of days gone by
Weave them in with rainbow gleams, these make up the stuff of dreams!
Send them, blend them, let them go, to earth-mortals there below;
Rich or poor, or ill or well, all must hearken to our spell.
Here a smile and there a tear, here a hope and there a fear
Tint them with the moon's pale beams, these make up the stuff of dreams!
Build them, gild them, let them seem, something more than idle dream!
Let them take a message deep from the charmed halls of sleep.
Here a pleasure, there a pain, here a loss and there a gain
While the mystic radiance streams, these make up the stuff of dreams!
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Starfish
Winifred Welles (1931)
Page Number: 31. Illustrator: Marguerite Davis
Book: Skipping Along Alone by Winifred Welles
Publisher: The Macmillan Company Date: 1931
Last night I saw you in the sky,
I watched you jumping from so high,
Falling so far it made me cry.
I said that star will be so hurt,
cut on the stones and buried in dirt,
He'll wish he had not been so pert, so proud, so sure.
I said no star should take such chances, it's too far, even for stars.
Yet here you are, quietly curling,
you are found upon this soft and sandy mound,
Cooled by the spray, all safe and sound.
And not one point in all your five is even nicked;
you sprawl alive, Not even dented by your dive.
Brave Star, I hope that you will lie lazily here and never try,
To jump back up into the sky.
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Title Page Art
Page Number: 1 Illustrator: Maginel Wright Enright
Book: Merry Tales by E.L. and A.M. Skinner
Publisher: American Book Company Date: 1915
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Dedication Page Art
Page Number: 3 Illustrator: Marguerite Davis
Book: Sing-Song by Christina G. Rossetti
Publisher: The Macmillan Company Date: 1924
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The End Page Art
Page Number: 32. Illustrator: Winifred Bromhall
Book: Silver Pennies by Blanche Jennings Thompson
Publisher: The Macmillan Company Date: 1925
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Musical Credits Page Art
#1
Page Number: 34. Illustrator: Florence Edith Storer
Book: A Child's Garden of Verses by Robert Louis Stevenson
Publisher: Charles Scribner's Sons Date: 1922
#2
Page Number: 35. Illustrator: Dorothy P. Lathrop
Book: Down-Adown-Derry by Walter de la Mare
Publisher: Henry Holt and Company Date: 1922
All music performed by Ellen Kjelgaard Godula and
Brian Godula along with the following musicians;
Bret Malmquist - Acoustic Guitar on "Wynken, Blynken and Nod", "The Stuff of Dreams" and Electric Guitar on "Angel in the Apple Tree"
Mark Bonney - Slide Guitar on "Wynkrn, Blynken and Nod"
Danny Schauffler - Flute on "Skipping Along Alone"
Skip Parente - Fiddle on "Sometimes", "Music", Skipping Along Alone" and "The stuff of Dreams"
Gary Harris - Flute on "Sometimes" and "The Christening". Soprano Sax on "Starfish" and Alto Sax on "Bliss"
Botielus - Accordian on "Music"
All songs written, arranged and produced
by Ellen Kjelgaard Godula and Brian Godula
Recorded and Mixed at Soundhole Studios, Portland, Oregon
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Back Cover Page Art
Page Number: Back Cover Illustrator: Unknown
Book: Eugene Field Reader
Publisher: Charles Scribner's Sons Date: 1905
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The Illustrators Page
Page Number: 33. Illustrator: Maginel Wright Enright
Book: Flower Fairies by Clara Ingram Judson
Publisher: Rand McNally and Company Date: 1915
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