Morning poetry: WB Yeats sings in The lake isle of Innisfree

Here is what I read this morning. This is an island that Yeats wants to go to. Although the island and the lake exists, this is really a fantasy, a utopia that Yeats creates. He sees, hears things that are beautiful to him and imagines them. This is how Raag Asa is sung ...

The lake isle of Innsfree

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, 5
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; 10
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements gray,
I hear it in the deep heart's core.