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The Ragged Wood
O hurry where by water among the trees
The delicate-stepping stag and his lady sigh,
When they have but looked upon their images -
Would none had ever loved but you and I!

Or have you heard that sliding silver-shoed
Pale silver-proud queen-woman of the sky,
When the sun looked out of his golden hood? -
O that none ever loved but you and I!

O hurry to the ragged wood, for there
I will drive all those lovers out and cry -
O my share of the world, O yellow hair!
No one has ever loved but you and I.



The Ragged Wood

Here Yeats is at his most expressive and most romantic as he explores his relationship with a lady from a different social class with whom he has fallen in love.  

Spoken Word

Recording Notes
Arrangement, recording, guitar and harmonica Ronan McCauley. .
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