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The Song of Wandering Aengus

Music © 1994 Stephen Savitzky. Creative Commons by-nc-sa License Some Rights Reserved. .
Words: William Butler Yeats, 1897, from The Wind Upon the Reeds, 1899

I went out to the  haz~~el wood,
Because a~~~~fire was in my head.
And cut and peeled a  haz~~el 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 aflame,
But something rustled on the floor,
And someone called me by my name;
It had become a glimmering girl
With apple blossom in her hair
Who called me by my name and ran
And faded through the brightening air.
Though I am old with 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.
    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.

There have been many settings of this songs. Naturally I think mine is one of the better ones.


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