I went out to the hazel wood, Because a fire was in my head,
And cut and peeled a hazel wand,
And hooked a berry to a thread;
And when white moths were on the wing,
And moth-like stars were flickering out,
I dropped the berry in a stream
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 someone called me by my name:
It had become a glimmering girl
With apple blossom in her hair
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;
And walk among long dappled[1] grass,
And pluck till time and times are done,
The silver apples of the moon,
The golden apples of the sun.

Lines 1–16: What examples of rhyme are in these lines? What is its effect on the poem?

Lines 17–24: What does the poet mean by the metaphors “silver apples of the moon” and “golden apples of the sun”? Explain the meaning of lines 17–24.