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dew. 'Where are you go - ing  an

dew; The  lit - tle  stars  were  the

home; 'T was  all  so  pret - ty  a

bed; So  shut  your  eyes  while

what do you wish?" The old moon asked the

her - ring - fish That lived in the beau - ti - ful

sail, it seemed As if it could not

Moth - er sings Of won - der - ful sights that

three. "We have  come  to  fish  for  the

sea. "Now cast  your  nets .  .  wher -

be,  And you  shall  see. . the