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 honey-bee,
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 mourning 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;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart's core.

William Butler Yeats

This poem, one of Yeats' earlier works, is one that moves me very deeply. I feel almost the exact same way about the Canadian Maritimes. Although I have never seen Atlantic Canada, she is calling my name. I can envision myself living in peace there, waking up to the sounds of ocean waves. I know I probably have my head in the clouds a bit, but I can't help it, standing on the pavement of my urban home. And this poem awakens those feelings even more. And of course there is doubt. I may never get there. The part of this poem that hints ot doubt is the first line of the first and last stanzas. I will arise and go now. You know when people talk about what they are going to do, and that's all they talk about? They just keep repeating how they are going to do these great things, and the more they say it, you feel like the less likely they are going to do them.

What kinds of feelings does this poem stir in you? What of the beautiful imagery?