The Lake Isle of Innisfree

William 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 aglimmer, 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.

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Source: http://www.poetseers.org/nobel_prize_for_literature/william_b_yeats/library/the_lake_isle_of_innisfree/ About the poet. Illustration: http://www.robotwisdom.com/jaj/img/innisfree.jpg