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The Song Of The Wandering Aengus

from Wheatfield With Crows by Tim Harrison

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The Song Of The Wandering Aengus
Poem by William Butler Yeats
Music by Judy Collins via Will Holt via Richard Dyer Bennett via Yeats himself
apparently via notations in his “Speaking to the Psaltery” from 1907.
This arrangement I learned from Dave van Ronk

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 lads 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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from Wheatfield With Crows, released January 1, 2002

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Tim Harrison Owen Sound, Ontario

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Tim Harrison has worked as an artist, songwriter, and as a creator of arts events.. Along with founding the Owen Sound Summerfolk Festival,Tim has been Artistic Director of the Mariposa, Northwind, and Eaglewood Folk Festivals, and the Big Fish Music Fest.
Tim has released eight highly acclaimed recordings of original material and has toured extensively throughout the U.S. and Canada.
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