Tuesday, 8 November 2011

"I hear it in the deep heart's core"

I wrote my English exam yesterday. Yeats has been on my mind ever since. Thought I would share one of my favourite poems, The Lake Isle of Innisfree. This is a recording of Yeats reciting the poem. It's hauntingly beautiful. What a genius. 

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

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