The Lake Isle of Innisfree

I will rise and go now, and go to Innisfree
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made
Nine bean-rows will 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

By William Butler Yeats
Literature in English for Lower Secondary Schools, 2000
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