The Song of Wandering Aengus by WB Yeats

Submitted by LOB on Sun, 06/01/2008 at 3:26pm.

The Song of Wandering Aengus

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 some one 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.  
 
By WB Yeats

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by roundtuit - 3 months ago
Sydney Australia

Member Since: Sep 2007
Member Points: 2236

I like He wishes for T\the Clothes of Heaven, I gave a copy of it to my daughter, and she had it read at her wedding

Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,

Enwrought with golden and silver light,

The blue and the dim and the dark cloths

Of night and light and the half-light,

I would spread the cloths under your feet:

But I, being poor, have only my dreams;

I have spread my dreams under your feet;

Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

W.B. Yeats.

by IJReilly - 4 months ago
Chicago United States

Member Since: May 2008
Member Points: 61

The title of the Academy Award winning movie,"No Country for Old Men", is from a line from W. B. Yeats' poem, "Sailing to Byzantium". I agree, Yeats is cool.