The Lake Isle of Innisfree I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree, And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattlesmade; 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 comesdroppingslow, Dropping from the veils of the morning to where thecricketsings; There midnight's all a glimmer, and noon a purpleglow, 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 theshore; While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavementsgrey, I hear it in the deep heart's core. The Vine had struck a Fibre: which about If clings my being - let the Dervish flout; Of my Base Metal may be filed a Key, That shall unlock the Door he howls without. 远近叠蝉鸣,赤日烧云弄。兀坐蜗庐啖清茶,炎夏谁能共? 忽觉竹生风,唤入纱窗缝。一枕逍遥坦腹时,鼃亦鼾声重。
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