Sunday, October 07, 2012

The Lake Isle of Innisfree

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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 gray, 
I hear it in the deep heart's core.

Tea and Poem Pairing: Tianmu Lake White Tea
Poem: by William Butler Yeats 1892

Sparks Lake, Oregon


  1. I hope that you are having happy times on the mountain or wherever you find yourself this holiday weekend. Love this poem!

  2. Brandon is a very talented photographer.


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