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 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 morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evenings full of the linnet’s wings.

I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear the 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.


The poet dreams of escaping the busy streets of London. He remembers Innisfree, as a perfect little island that fulfilled all his needs. The poet declares that he will arise and go to Innisfree, where he will build a small cabin out ‘of clay and wattles’. He will have nine bean-rows and a beehive there, and live alone in the glade with the loud sound of bees (‘the bee-loud glade’).

He says that he will have peace there, for peace drops from ‘the veils of morning to where the cricket sings’. At midnight there is a glimmer, and noon is a purple glow, and evening is full of linnet’s wings.

He declares again that he will arise and go, for always, night and day, he hears the lake water lapping ‘with low sounds by the shore’. While he stands in the city, ‘on the roadway, or on the pavements grey’, he hears the sound within himself, ‘in the deep heart’s core’.


In this poem, the poet focuses on Innisfree as a place of escape. The poet wants to leave this materialistic world and escape to the lonely Innisfree. He wants to make a small cabin with clay and wattles to live there alone. He wishes to grow nine rows of beans and rear bees in a hive there. He wants to use them for himself.

The poet wants to live at peace there. He knows that peace will not come at once. He finds peace in the veils of morning in the singing of the cricket. Then the poet expresses his desire to enjoy the midnight glimmer. He wants to enjoy natural beauty and for that he longs for the sky full of flying linnet birds. These natural scens will bring peace and harmony to the poet.

The poet hears the water of the lake lapping with the shore. He wants to hear this sound constantly even while he is walking on the roads and grey pavements of the city.

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