再三十一日 | 失踪
The lake isle of lnnisfree
I will arise and go now and go to lnnisfree
And a small cabin build there of clay and wattles made
Nice 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 show
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings
There midnight’s all a glimmer and moon 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
Where I stand on the roadway or on the pavements gray
I hear it in the deep heart’s core