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The poem is set on the island of Innisfree on Lough (Lake) Gill in County Sligo, Ireland. The island is less than two miles southeast of the town of Sligo, the county seat. The lake is between five and six miles long and between one and one-and-a-half miles wide. A few miles to the west is Donegal Bay and the Atlantic Ocean. Yeats is buried in Drumcliff, County Sligo.
Rhythm and Sound
Yeats relies on alliteration (see the poem and annotations below) and nature sounds--the droning of bees, the chirping of crickets, and the flapping of birds' wings--to suggest peace and tranquillity. It appears that the stress pattern of the poem mimics the diastole-systole rhythm of a tranquil heartbeat–or the rise and fall of the ocean tides along the shore of County Sligo. A pause occurs in the middle of the first three lines of each stanza. The stress pattern before and after the pause is usually iambic, as in Lines 1 and 2, with catalexis before the pause:
- I WILL | aRISE | and GO | now, [PAUSE] | and GO | to INN | is FREE,
And A | small CAB | in BUILD | there, [PAUSE] | of CLAY | and WAT | tles MADE
Peaceful Independence. “The Lake Isle of Innisfree” is one of the most popular poems of Yeats. And no wonder. It takes the reader to a tiny island in the middle of a lake–away from the hubbub of everyday life, away from appointments and schedules–there to live independently, alone, with a garden and a beehive for sustenance and a little cabin for shelter. Such an idyllic retreat is one that everyone dreams of from time to time, as Yeats did on busy London streets when he conceived the idea for the poem.
Source of Inspiration
As an adult, Yeats often yearned for the quiet life in County Sligo, where he spent many boyhood days at Innisfree island on Lough (Lake) Gill. His carefree days there--along with American writer Henry David Thoreau's account of his experiences at Walden Pond--inspired Yeats to write "The Lake Isle of Innisfree."
Yeats was born in Dublin in 1865. Between 1867 and 1880, he lived with his family in London, but he often vacationed in northwestern Ireland in County Sligo, site of Innisfree island. In 1880, he and his family moved back to Dublin, where he attended good schools. In 1887, he returned to London with his family and began writing. One of his earliest works was “Lake Isle of Innisfree.” Critics do not consider it a great poem because of its reliance on traditional poetry conventions rather than on derring-do innovations characteristic of his later poems. However, average readers–pleased with its rhythms and sentiments–generally regard it as an excellent work, perhaps even his best. Yeats, who won the Nobel Prize for literature, commented on “The Lake Isle of Innisfree” in a passage in his autobiography about his London days:
- I had still the ambition, formed in Sligo in my teens, of living in imitation of Thoreau on Innisfree, a little island in Lough Gill, and when walking through Fleet Street very homesick I heard a little tinkle of water and saw a fountain in a shop-window which balanced a little ball upon its jet, and began to remember lake water. From the sudden remembrance came my poem "Innisfree," my first lyric with anything in its rhythm of my own music. I had begun to loosen rhythm as an escape from rhetoric and from that emotion of the crowd that rhetoric brings, but I only understood vaguely and occasionally that I must for my special purpose use nothing but the common syntax. A couple of years later I could not have written that first line with its conventional archaism -- "Arise and go" -- nor the inversion of the last stanza.
A 1952 Academy Award-winning film, The Quiet Man–starring John Wayne and Maureen O’Hara–was set in an Irish town called Innisfree. However, there is no town on Innisfree island; the locale was an invention of the movie’s writers and producers. All the scenes in the film were shot in Mayo and Galway counties. Of course, Innisfree island is quite real. It is on Lough (Lake) Gill, less than two miles southeast of the town of Sligo on Donegal Bay. Yeats spent many a day at the lake and its environs.
|Text of the Poem||Annotations|
|I WILL arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,||wattles: upright wooden poles or stakes through which|
|And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made;||sticks and branches are laced horizontally and daubed with clay|
|Nine bean rows will I have there, a hive for the honey bee,||to make weatherproof walls.|
|And live alone in the bee-loud glade.||gg,cc,hhh,llll: alliteration|
|End Rhyme: Innisfree, bee; made, glade|
|And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,||sccs: alliteration|
|Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;||ing: internal rhyme|
|There midnight's all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,||all a glimmer: shimmering starlight; purple glow: sunlight or flowers|
|And evening full of the linnet's wings.||glimmer and glow: alliteration; linnet: finch, a tiny seed-eating bird|
|End Rhyme: slow, glow; sings, wings|
|I will arise and go now, for always night and day||day, lake, roadway, pavements, gray: the long a echoes the long a of|
|I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;||clay, made, and glade in Stanza 1; lll: alliteration|
|While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements gray,||roadway: Fleet Street in London|
|I hear it in the deep heart's core.|
The Lake Isle of Innisfree
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 honeybee,
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.
And I shall have some peace there,
for peace comes dropping slow,
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 the water lapping
with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway,
or on the pavements gray,
I hear it in the deep heart's core.
W B Yeats, 1893