Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Stolen Child (Yeats) From: keberoxu Date: 31 Oct 22 - 05:43 PM Oh, that is one of my favorite early/youthful Yeats poems. |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Yeats stolen child From: GUEST,Moleskin Joe Date: 06 Mar 01 - 10:48 AM This was recorded in the eighties by the Waterboys with some of the words spoken by, I think, the owner of the local pub where some of the recording was done. I think it was in Spiddal. Good Luck, Ian M. |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Yeats stolen child From: MartinRyan Date: 06 Mar 01 - 05:15 AM Joe I haven't even listened to the sample - just chased up the link in a quiet moment in class! I agree its a fine air. I'm not normally keen on setting well known poems to music - but this one works very well. I've been known to sing it myself. I love Phil's version of it - preferably when he does it unaccompanied, mind you. As far as I know, the air is Loreeena McKennits alright. Regards |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Yeats stolen child From: Joe Offer Date: 06 Mar 01 - 05:09 AM Hmmmm. I wonder who did the recording on that page you linked to, Martin. It's terrific. CDNow (www.cdnow.com) has samples of the song recorded by Golden Bough, Phil Callery, and Loreena McKennitt - and the recording you linked to isn't any of the three. I have the McKennitt "Elemental" album, which apparently came out as an LP in 1985. It lists McKennitt as the source of the music, and Golden Bough credits her for the tune, too. It's a great tune....er, "air." -Joe Offer-
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Subject: ADD: Stolen Child (W.B. Yeats) From: MartinRyan Date: 06 Mar 01 - 04:49 AM There you go! Regards
In this poem, Yeats confronts natural life with a super-natural life of fairies which is less desirable. Of course, the "Natural World" is not ideal - it is a world of sorrow and weeping - , and yet, the sad tone of the poem becomes more intense in the fourth stanza when the child leaves this real world together with the fairies ("away with us he´s going"). Suddenly, it is the rural ("calves on the warm hillside"), domestic ("kettle on the hob") and daily world that could have brought peace to the child ("sing peace into his breast"). The child will not find peace in this temptingly described world of the fairies. The water between Yeats's antithetic worlds contains an empire of fairies ("Zwischen-Reich"). This empire But the poetic representation of the fairies in the lyric poetry of William Butler Yeats clearly shows that the fairies' water-world does not keep what it promises (cf. last stanza). (Harald Münster, LKE) |
Subject: Yeats stolen child From: GUEST,kathmandoobiedoo Date: 06 Mar 01 - 04:30 AM Does anyone know the words to yeats's Stolen Child? It goes- come away you stolen child, to the watersd and the wild, with a fairy hand in hand, for the world's more full of weeping then you can understand Thankyou Willow |
Subject: RE: LYR ADD: Stolen child From: dulcimer Date: 11 Dec 97 - 07:18 PM I listening to an old tape of music off the radio from Thistle and Shamrock I heard this poem with background done by the Waterboys. Spoke the main words and sang the refrain. Very effective. |
Subject: RE: LYR ADD: Stolen child From: Nonie Rider Date: 08 Dec 97 - 01:05 PM Steven Savitsky (filker) performs a version of this, sung to his wife, as a memorial to their late child. I believe his tune's his own. I haven't heard McKennitt's version for comparison. |
Subject: Lyr Add: STOLEN CHILD (Yeats, McKennitt)^^ From: Ezio, Italy Date: 06 Dec 97 - 02:35 AM STOLEN CHILD (5:05) 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 fairy vats Full of berries And of reddest stolen cherries. CHORUS Come away oh 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 By far off 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 Whilst the world is full of troubles And is anxious in its sleep. CHORUS 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 CHORUS Away with us he's going The solemned eyed He'll hear no more the lowing Of the calves on the warm hillside Or the kettle on the hob Sing peace unto his breast Or see the brown mice bob Round and round the oatmeal chest. CHORUS 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 you can understand. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Lyrics by W.B. Yeats; music by Loreena McKennitt Sung by Loreena McKennitt on "Elemental" https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ai-uIhppMfU |
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