The Lake Isle of Innisfree
Born 1865
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 gray,
I hear it in the deep heart's core.
DayPoems Poem No. 812
<a href="http://www.daypoems.net/poems/812.html">The Lake Isle of Innisfree by William Butler Yeats</a>
The DayPoems Poetry Collection, www.daypoems.net
Timothy Bovee, editor
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