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.
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.
By William Butler Yeats (1892)
I've always loved Yeats' poetry.
ReplyDeleteOne of my favorite poems. Is that photo the real Innisfree or a Yorkshire substitute?
ReplyDeleteLove Mr. Yates, anytime, anyplace.
ReplyDeleteApparently not enough to spell his name correctly. Am turning in my English Teacher's beanie in the morning.
ReplyDeleteThank you for Yeats. I don't think I have ever read the whole poem. I remember singing the first verse at school!!!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteMR PLAGUE - The photo is of the real Isle of Innisfree which is in northwestern Ireland. A Yorkshire substitute would have been much bigger and better.
ReplyDeleteMs GORGE - Nice of you to drop by. Is a beanie some kind of contraceptive?
DELWYN - And nice of you to drop by too. We don't get too many Australians round these parts.
Yes, I like it too and it was good to read it again. I like it when I find a poem on someone's blog - - unless it's terrible!
ReplyDeleteThey are hats with propellers at the top. We got them when we passed the Comprehensive Exam in Grad School. Haven't people said that being a teacher is often contraceptive enough? I've heard you take in to consideration previous student's names, as in "I would never name a child ..." (cue visible shudder and gagging noises).
ReplyDeletethere once was a man from brazil
ReplyDeletewho swallowed a dynamite pill
his heart retired
his arse backfired
and his willy shot over the hill
(Seamus Heaney)
I'm a fan of the 'bee-loud glade.'
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