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 honeybee,
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.

​译/傅浩

现在我正要起身离去，前去因尼斯弗里，
用树枝和泥土，在那里筑起小屋：
我要种九垄菜豆，养一箱蜜蜂在那里，
在蜂吟嗡嗡的林间空地幽居独处。

我将享有些宁静，那里宁静缓缓滴零
从清晨的薄雾到蟋蟀鸣唱的地方；
在那里半夜清辉粼粼，正午紫光耀映，
黄昏的天空中布满着红雀的翅膀。

现在我要起身离去，因为在每夜每日
我总是听见湖水轻舐湖岸的响声；
伫立在马路上，或灰色的人行道上时，
我都在内心深处听见那悠悠水声。