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.
Three songs on the poetry of Yeats
Song Cycle by David Keberle
3. The ragged wood  [sung text checked 1 time]
Language: English
Authorship:
- by William Butler Yeats (1865 - 1939), appears in In the Seven Woods, no. 11, first published 1904
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