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 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 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.
And my top Saint Patrick’s Day (read: having to do with Ireland) movies:
- The Quiet Man with John Wayne and Maureen O’Hara
- Boondock Saints
- Darby O’Gill and the Little People, which features the best thing to ever come out of Ireland: the young Sir Sean Connery.
I just checked and Sean Connery is actually Scottish. I always confuse the two, which is probably terribly offensive. Try not to do that, especially today.