And behold now I will arise, to Innisfree I will go,
There I will build a house, of clay and reeds I will make it;
There I will have nine rows and a hive, for the bees to make honey.
/>And there alone I will live, I will live in the clearing where the bees buzz.
And there I will have peace: slowly, drop by drop,
It comes from the morning veils to where the cricket sings;
Midnight there is a flash, purple is noon
And the evening is a flight of birds.
And now I will get up, because it is always night and day
I can feel the water of the lake gently caressing the shore;
While I stand in the middle of a road, on the gray sidewalks,
In the depths of my heart I feel this.

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