 
   THE LAKE ISLE OF INNISFREE     THE LAKE ISLE OF INNISFREE   By William Butler 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 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 gray,  I hear it in the deep heart's core.   1892                All Things can tempt me    by W B Yates   All things can tempt me from this craft of verse:   One time it was a woman’s face, or worse—  The seeming needs of my fool-driven land; Now nothing but comes readier to t...