A Fairy Poem by W.B. Yeats


Where dips the rocky highland
Of Sleuth Wood in the lake, There lies a leafy island
Where flapping herons wake The drowsy water rats;
There we’ve hid our faery vats, Full of berries
And of reddest stolen cherries. Come away, O human child! To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand. For the world’s more full of weeping than
you can understand. Where the wave of moonlight glosses
The dim gray sands with light, Far off by furthest Rosses
We foot it all the night, Weaving olden dances
Mingling hands and mingling glances Till the moon has taken flight;
To and fro we leap And chase the frothy bubbles,
While the world is full of troubles And is anxious in its sleep. Come away, O human child! To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand, For the world’s more full of weeping than
you can understand. Where the wandering water gushes
From the hills above Glen-Car, In pools among the rushes
That scarce could bathe a star, We seek for slumbering trout
And whispering in their ears Give them unquiet dreams;
Leaning softly out From ferns that drop their tears
Over the young streams. Come away, O human child! To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand, For the world’s more full of weeping than
you can understand. Away with us he’s going,
The solemn-eyed: He’ll hear no more the lowing
Of the calves on the warm hillside Or the kettle on the hob
Sing peace into his breast, Or see the brown mice bob
Round and round the oatmeal chest. For he comes, the human child,
To the waters and the wild With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world’s more full of weeping than he can understand.

4 thoughts on “A Fairy Poem by W.B. Yeats

  1. Come away oh human child.
    To the woods and waters wild, with a fairy hand in hand.
    For the world's more full of weeping, than you can understand.

  2. full poem

    Where dips the rocky highland
    Of Sleuth Wood in the lake,
    There lies a leafy island
    Where flapping herons wake
    The drowsy water-rats;
    There we've hid our faery vats,
    Full of berries
    And of reddest stolen cherries.
    Come away, O human child!
    To the waters and the wild
    With a faery, hand in hand,
    For the world's more full of weeping than you
    can understand.

    Where the wave of moonlight glosses
    The dim grey sands with light,
    Far off by furthest Rosses
    We foot it all the night,
    Weaving olden dances,
    Mingling hands and mingling glances
    Till the moon has taken flight;
    To and fro we leap
    And chase the frothy bubbles,
    While the world is full of troubles
    And is anxious in its sleep.
    Come away, O human child!
    To the waters and the wild
    With a faery, hand in hand,
    For the world's more full of weeping than you
    can understand.

    Where the wandering water gushes
    From the hills above Glen-Car,.
    In pools among the rushes
    That scarce could bathe a star,
    We seek for slumbering trout
    And whispering in their ears
    Give them unquiet dreams;
    Leaning softly out
    From ferns that drop their tears
    Over the young streams.
    Come away, O human child!
    To the waters and the wild
    With a faery, hand in hand,
    For the world's more full of weeping than you
    can understand.

    Away with us he's going,
    The solemn-eyed:
    He'll hear no more the lowing
    Of the calves on the warm hillside
    Or the kettle on the hob
    Sing peace into his breast,
    Or see the brown mice bob
    Round and round the oatmeal-chest.
    For he comes, the human child,
    To the waters and the wild
    With a faery, hand in hand,
    From a world more full of weeping than he
    can understand.

  3. A changeling is a creature found in folklore and folk religion throughout Europe. A changeling was believed to be a fairy child that had been left in place of a human child stolen by the fairies.

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