THE LAKE ISLE OF INISFREE.
I will arise and go now, and go to Inisfree, And a small cabin built 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 midnights 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. —William Butler Yeats.
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New Zealand Tablet, 11 July 1918, Page 30
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130THE LAKE ISLE OF INISFREE. New Zealand Tablet, 11 July 1918, Page 30
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