Song of Wandering Aengus

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Poem by William Butler Yeats

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I went out to the hazel wood, Because a fire was in my head, And cut and peeled a hazel wand, And hooked a berry to a thread; And when white moths were on the wing, And moth-like stars were flickering out, I dropped the berry in a stream And caught a little silver trout.

When I had laid it on the floor I went to blow the fire a-flame, But something rustled on the floor, And someone called my name: It had become a glimmering girl With apple blossoms in her hair She called me by my name and ran And faded into the brightening air.

Though I am old and wandering Through hollow lands and hilly lands, I will find out where she has gone, And kiss her lips and take her hands; And walk among long dappled grass, And pluck till time and times are done, The silver apples of the moon, The golden apples of the sun.

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from Grassy Roads, Wandering Feet (2015), released March 4, 2015
Music written by : Sarah Frank
Arranged by : The Bombadils

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