The Song of Wandering Aengus by William Butler Yeats
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  >I went out to the hazel wood,
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The Song of Wandering Aengus 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 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.

 

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