Thursday, June 07, 2007

Poetry Thursday

One of my favourites - may your day be a slow one....

The Lake Isle of Innisfree
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 honeybee,
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 mourning 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.


Jan said...

I have a tale to tell re this: When I was a child, if I couldn't sleep, my father used to recite this poem to me...
I loved it:the purple glow, the bee-loud glade...
At his funeral ( Celebration, rather, of an amazing fellow's Life...) my son, then 18, read the poem at the church...
Sounds mawkish but It Was Wonderful.

Sarah said...

Doesn't sound mawkish at all - sounds like a real celebration, and a gift for you too.