The Lake Isle of Innisfree | W.B. Yeats

[with_rainfall]

The Lake Isle of Innisfree - by W.B. 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 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

Comments

[moonglows]

Thank you so much for posting this! This poem is dear to my heart and I love to revisit it.

[with_rainfall]

No problem! :)

[namastenancy]

When I visited Ireland, I stood at the shore of that lake (or the one that they claim Yeats' had in mind) and read the poem out loud. Beautiful place, wonderful memories.

[with_rainfall]

Wow, that must've been an experience! And I'm sure this poem has a special nostalgia for you because of that. :)

[glaciator]

I know this one by heart. It's so beautiful.

[miabee16]

Oh, hi there, stranger! :D

"And live alone in the bee-loud glade."

This one is just...too brilliant. It's impossible not to love it. But it always brings back some embarrassment for me, because I read it for the first time out loud to my Grade 11 English class. I was so nervous, and I just...can't read things out loud smoothly when I'm nervous. :S

But thank you for posting this! And yay! I know someone in this community! :)