The Lake Isle Of Innisfree

I will arise and go now, and go to InnisfreeNine bean rows will I have there, a hive for the honeybeeAnd a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles madeAnd I will live alone in the bee-loud glade.And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slowWhere midnight's all a-glimmer and noon a purple glowDropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket singsAnd the evening full, full of the linnet's wings.I will arise and go now for always night and dayWhile I stand on the roadside or on the pavements grayI hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shoreI hear it in the deep, the deep heart's core.There midnight's all a-glimmer and noon a purple glowI will arise and go.