Yeats never actually lived on Innisfree. Nor does anyone else. But it does sit as a landmark of 20th Century poetry, nevertheless. Here it is, so you don't have to click.
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 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 gray,
I hear it in the deep heart's core.
Here's some more information about how you can educate yourself about Yeats and Sligo–and get a fantastic meal while you are at it.
And here are a few more images from our time in Sligo, including the grave of William Butler Yeats which bears some words from his poem, “Under Ben Bulben.”
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