Ireland in words: Lake Isle of Innisfree, by William Butler

Have you ever travelled to Ireland? You can learn more about this fantastic country with a poem by William Butler Yeats: Lake Isle of Innisfree.  Now, close your eyes and listen to this...
Do you like it? So let's read the poem and enjoy a fantastic version: a song by Tony Bardon in Jamendo.

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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 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.

Poem by William Butler Yeats

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