THE LAKE ISLE OF INNISFREE
– William Butler 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 honeybee,
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.
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Alison McGhee 
I love this poem. And what a beautiful cabin!
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We built that cabin from a kit I ordered off eBay – can you believe it? So funny.
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Oh–that makes it even better. What a treasure.
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a wonderful poem,paints a time of when things were so much more simple,where people took the time for themselves and for each other. A delightful cabin one can just imagine ones self being there thank you .
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Timothy, I agree a classic and beautiful poem. More and more I want to shut it down, go off the grid and live in that cabin for a few months. Or a few years.
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