Innisfree

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poem by Yeats, of course; music by me


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.

 

2 comments on “Innisfree

  1. slpmartin says:

    A wonderful tune for the poem and a fine way to end my day…could see someone singing just beyond the moors…thank you for your lovely song.

    • this means so, so much to me, thank you.
      I so seldom get any response to songs on this blog and this song has a special place in my heart already, so your kind comment is extra-appreciated.
      sweet dreams!

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