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Internet Book of Shadows, (Various Authors), [1999], at sacred-texts.com

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THE SONG OF WANDERING AENGUS -Wm. Butler Yeats recorded by Judy Collins

I went out to the hazel - wood

Because a fire was in my head

Cut and peeled a hazel - wand

Tied a berry to a thread

And when white moths were on the wing

And moth - white stars were flickering out

I dropped the berry in a stream

And caught a little silver trout..........

I had but laid it on the bank

And gone to blow the fire a-flame

Something rustled in the air

Something 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 vanished in the brightening air........

Though I am old, with wandering

Thru hilly lands, and hollow lands;

I'll find out where she has gone

To seek her lips, to take her hands-

And walk thru long green dappled grass;

To pluck 'til Time, and times are done:

The Silver Apples of the Moon;

The Golden Apples of the Sun............... *

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