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  • Mar 17,  · "Isle of Innisfree" Recorded December 19, , by Bing Crosby with John Scott Trotter and His Orchestra. Read More: John Ford created Ireland’s lasting .
  • Original lyrics of The Isle Of Innisfree song by Daniel O'Donnell. Explain your version of song meaning, find more of Daniel O'Donnell lyrics. Watch official video, print or download text in PDF. Comment and share your favourite lyrics.
  • The Lake Isle of Innisfree By William Butler Yeats. 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.
  • Innisfree is an island in County Sligo. Innisfree is situated nearby to Bald Rock. Innisfree from Mapcarta, the free map.
  • 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 .
  • Isle of innisfree Lyrics: I've met some folks / Who say that I'm a dreamer / And I've no doubt / There's truth in what they say / But sure a body's bound to .
  • The Isle of Innisfree I still would choose The Isle of Innisfree Submit Corrections. Thanks to Charlotte W for correcting these lyrics. Writer(s): Richard Farrely. AZLyrics. C. Celtic Thunder Lyrics. album: "Mythology" () Voices. The Isle Of Innisfree. Now We Are Free. Scarlet Ribbons (For Her Hair) The Rocky Road To Dublin.
  • William Butler Yeats wrote “The Lake Isle of Innisfree,” one of his most famous and widely-anthologized works, in The poem gets its title from a very small, uninhabited island that sits in Lough Gill, a lake in Yeats’s home county of Sligo, Ireland.
  • From that dear lovely Isle of Innisfree. And when the moonlight peeps across the rooftops Of this great city wondrous tho' it be I scarcely feel its wonder or its laughter I'm once again back home in Innisfree. I wander o'er green hills thro' dreamy valleys And find a peace no other land could know I hear the birds make music fit for angels.