Wednesday, December 21, 2011

THE LAKE ISLE OF INNISFREE by By William Butler Yeats/Poem on peace

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.

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