THE LAKE ISLE
OF INNISFREE

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 honeybee,
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 the water lapping with
low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway,
or on the pavements gray,
I hear it in the deep heart's core.

- W.B. Yeats -

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