William Butler Yeats (Уильям Батлер Йейтс)

The Lake Isle of Innisfree

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. 

William Butler Yeats’s other poems:

  1. Under Ben Bulben
  2. To Be Carved on a Stone at Ballylee
  3. In Memory of Alfred Pollexfen
  4. The Municipal Gallery Revisited
  5. Maid Quiet

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