W. B. Yeats – The Lake Isle of Innisfree

414v7ublakl-_sx322_bo1204203200_THE LAKE ISLE OF INNISFREE, by 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 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.

Fonte: YEATS, W. B., Uma Antologia, Assirio & Alvim, Lisboa,1996, pp. 12-13.

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