The Lake Isle of Innisfree - Cyril Cusack

[00:00]I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree
[00:07]And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made
[00:12]Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee
[00:18]And live alone in the bee-loud glade.
[00:23]And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
[00:30]Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
[00:35]There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
[00:42]And evening full of the linnet’s wings.
[00:48]I will arise and go now, for always night and day
[00:54]I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
[00:59]While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
[01:05]I hear it in the deep heart’s core.