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Hazelwood
(​The Song of Wandering Aengus)

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 In the Song of Wandering Aengus, Yates is inspired to go on a quest for the silver apples of the moon and the golden apples of the sun.  Maybe this quest was for the gift of poetry.  Or maybe it was for a relationship with Maud Gonne.  Perhaps it was for a relationship with romantic Ireland or maybe all of these.  

Spoken Word

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
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The Waterboys
Christy Moore
Cyil Cusack
Donovan
Recording Notes
Arrangement and recording Ronan McCauley. . Backing guitars Ronan McCauley. Lead and base  guitar Lujcan Wesolowski (Poland) 
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