10. The Song of Wandering Aengus (W.B.Yeats)

Am Am/G Am Am/G F Em  |2 times
   Am               F
I went out to the hazel wood,
   G                      Am
Because a fire was in my head,
     Am               F
And cut and peeled a hazel wand,
      G              Am
And hooked a berry to a thread;
     G                    C
And when white moths were on the wing,
      F                     Dm
And moths-like stars were flickering our,
     Am        E    G      F
I dropped the berry in a stream
      Em              Am
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 head
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;
     G                C
And walk among long dappled grass,
      F                   Dm          D
And pluck till time and times are done
     Am     E     G        D  F
The silver apples of the moon,
     Em           Am
The golden apples of the sun.