The Lake Isle of Innisfree

I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree

Nine bean rows will I have there, a hive for the honeybee

And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made

And I will live alone in the bee-loud glade.

And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes

dropping slow

Where midnight's all a-glimmer and noon a purple glow

Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the

cricket sings

And the evening full, full of the linnet's wings.

I will arise and go now for always night and day

While I stand on the roadside or on the pavements gray

I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore

I hear it in the deep, the deep heart's core.

There midnight's all a-glimmer and noon a purple glow

I will arise and go.