I Hear



And I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear the lake 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.

-William Butler Yeats (1865-1939),
The Lake Isle of Innisfree







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