Poem of the Week, by William Butler Yeats

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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5 comments

  1. Karen · April 23, 2011

    I love this poem. And what a beautiful cabin!

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  2. alison · April 25, 2011

    We built that cabin from a kit I ordered off eBay – can you believe it? So funny.

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  3. Karen · April 26, 2011

    Oh–that makes it even better. What a treasure.

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  4. Timothy · March 10, 2013

    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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  5. alison · March 11, 2013

    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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