The Lake Isle of Innisfree
William Butler Yeats
1865 to 1939
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Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. You can also print out the jumbled poem to cut up and reassemble in the classroom. Either way, take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
I hear it in the deep heart's core.
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made;
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.
I will arise and go now, for always night and day
There midnight's all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
And evening full of the linnet's wings.