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The Lake Isle Of Innisfree
(13 June 1865 – 28 January 1939 / County Dublin / Ireland)

The Lake Isle Of Innisfree

Poem By 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 grey,
I hear it in the deep heart's core.

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Yeats could have made it more poetic and flow smoother by expanding slightly selected lines. It's good poem but not great one. A rhyming that'll do rush job, maybe I'll finish it off later. Still good to read.
What a horrible reading of a glorious poem. Just dreadful!
It is very Cringey and boring
I was taught this poem at primary school, although it could still appeal to adults I guess.
A very heart felt poem.


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