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The Shut-Eye Train

By Eugene Field

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Come, my little one, with me!     There are wondrous sights to see     As the evening shadows fall;     In your pretty cap and gown,     Don't detain     The Shut-Eye train -     "Ting-a-ling!" the bell it goeth,     "Toot-toot!" the whistle bloweth,     And we hear the warning call:     "All aboard for Shut-Eye Town!"     Over hill and over plain     Soon will speed the Shut-Eye train!     Through the blue where bloom the stars     And the Mother Moon looks down     We'll away     To land of Fay -     Oh, the sights that we shall see there!     Come, my little one, with me there -     'T is a goodly train of cars -     All aboard for Shut-Eye Town!     Swifter than a wild bird's flight,     Through the realms of fleecy light     We shall speed and speed away!     Let the Night in envy frown -     What care we     How wroth she be!     To the Balow-land above us,     To the Balow-folk who love us,     Let us hasten while we may -     All aboard for Shut-Eye Town!     Shut-Eye Town is passing fair -     Golden dreams await us there;     We shall dream those dreams, my dear,     Till the Mother Moon goes down -     See unfold     Delights untold!     And in those mysterious places     We shall see beloved faces     And beloved voices hear     In the grace of Shut-Eye Town.     Heavy are your eyes, my sweet,     Weary are your little feet -     Nestle closer up to me     In your pretty cap and gown;     Don't detain     The Shut-Eye train!     "Ting-a-ling!" the bell it goeth,     "Toot-toot!" the whistle bloweth     Oh, the sights that we shall see!     All aboard for Shut-Eye Town!

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Eugene Field (1850–1895) was an American writer and poet known as the "children's poet." His poems "Wynken, Blynken, and Nod" and "Little Boy Blue" are cherished classics of American children's literature.

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