Eugene Field (2 September 1850 - 4 November 1895 / St Louis / Missouri / United States)
Poems of Eugene Field
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| 241. | The Two Coffins | 4/9/2010 |
| 242. | The two little skeezucks | 1/1/2004 |
| 243. | The Vision Of The Holy Grail | 4/9/2010 |
| 244. | The wanderer | 1/1/2004 |
| 245. | The wind | 1/1/2004 |
| 246. | The wooing of the southland | 1/1/2004 |
| 247. | Thirty-nine | 1/1/2004 |
| 248. | To A Bully | 4/9/2010 |
| 249. | To A Jar Of Wine | 4/9/2010 |
| 250. | To a soubrette | 1/1/2004 |
| 251. | To a Usurper | 1/1/2004 |
| 252. | To Albius Tibullus | 4/9/2010 |
| 253. | To Aristius Fuscus | 4/9/2010 |
| 254. | To Chloe | 4/9/2010 |
| 255. | To cinna | 1/1/2004 |
| 256. | To De Witt Miller | 4/9/2010 |
| 257. | To emma abbott | 1/1/2004 |
| 258. | To His Lute | 4/9/2010 |
| 259. | To John J. Knickerbocker, Jr. | 4/9/2010 |
| 260. | To Leuconoee | 4/9/2010 |
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Wynken, Blynken, and Nod
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,"
