William Butler Yeats

(13 June 1865 – 28 January 1939 / County Dublin / Ireland)

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 aflame,
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.

Submitted: Thursday, May 17, 2001
Edited: Monday, August 06, 2012

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  • Rookie Oberyn Martell (5/11/2014 2:53:00 AM)

    You can search for Glimmering Girl Meav if you like, Meav is an Irish singer, and this song's lyric is The Song of Wandering Aengus. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Simon Collins (5/17/2012 9:23:00 PM)

    This is perhaps my favourite poem, but after reading all of his other verse I am not sure he has written it! ? At least not in his usual mind (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Michael Harmon (8/10/2009 7:00:00 PM)

    My favorite poem of all time. Which is why I'm disappointed, but not surprised, that there are several problems with this poem as presented on PH. First,

    'Through hollow lads and hilly lands.'

    should be 'Through hollow lands and hilly lands.'

    Second, I believe this poem should be separated into three stanzas. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie gone gone (12/6/2006 11:08:00 PM)

    Magical words, indeed......and beautifully sung by Judy Collins....... (Report) Reply

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