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.
—W. B. Yeats, from “The Lake Isle of Innisfree,” The Collected Poems of W. B. Yeats. (Scribner; 2nd Revised edition September 9, 1996) Originally published 1889.