I will arise and go now and go to Innisfree.
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made.
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow.
Dropping from the veils of the morning, to where the crickets sings.
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I will arise and go now and go to Innisfree.
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made.
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow.
Dropping from the veils of the morning, to where the crickets sings.