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The Lake Isle of Innisfree, 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. peace comes dropping slow, Dropping from the veils of the morning And I shall have some peace there, for to where the cricket sings; There midnight's all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow, day I hear lake water lapping with low And evening full of the linnet's wings. I will arise and go now, for always night an d sounds by the shore; While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey, I hear it in the deep heart's core.