"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."
~ William Butler Yeats, 1865 - 1939
I came across this poem as a sixteen year old - many moons ago now and since then it has always held a special place in my heart. I have deliberately not included a photo. I am unable to find one to do it justice and I am sure that the words themselves will conjure up a vivid image in your mind's eye. Here though you can listen to Yeat's deep liquid amber tones in his reading of this special poem. For more August musing venture forth to Sweet Home and Garden Chicago.
Sunday, 1 August 2010
Garden Bloggers' Muse Day ~ August 2010
' The Lake Isle of Inisfree'