I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
\nAnd a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made;
\nNine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee,
\nAnd live alone in the bee-loud glade.<\/p>\n
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
\nDropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
\nThere midnight\u2019s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
\nAnd evening full of the linnet\u2019s wings.<\/p>\n
I will arise and go now, for always night and day
\nI hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
\nWhile I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
\nI hear it in the deep heart\u2019s core. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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 … <\/p>\n