The Lake Isle of Innisfree
W B Yeats
- I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
- And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made:
- Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee;
- And live alone in the bee-loud glade.
- And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
- Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
- There midnight's all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
- And evening full of the linnet's wings.
- I will arise and go now, for always night and day
- I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
- While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
- I hear it in the deep heart's core.
W B Yeats
pulished by the Academy of American
Poets