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[00:57.01]I went out to the hazel wood because a fire was in my head
[01:10.03]And cut and pealed a hazel wand and hooked a berry to a thread
[01:23.25]And when white moths were on the wing and moth-like stars were flickering out
[01:36.45]I dropped the berry in a stream and caught a little silver trout
[01:51.35]When I had laid it on the floor, I went to blow the fire a-flame
[02:04.34]But something rustled on the floor, and someone called me by my name
[02:17.63]It had become a glimmering girl with apple blossom in her hair
[02:30.64]Who called me by my name and ran and faded through the brightening air
[02:45.79]Though I am old with wandering through hollow lands and hilly lands
[02:58.99]I will find out where she has gone and kiss her lips and take her hands
[03:12.07]And walk among long dappled grass and pluck 'til time and times are done
[03:25.52]The silver apples of the moon, the golden apples of the sun