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William Butler Yeats (1865-1939)
Wine comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye;
That's all we shall know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth,
I look at you, and I sigh.
T P O
The Patient Ox (aka Hénock Gugsa)
Thursday, January 5, 2012
Drinking Song - by W. B. Yeats
Monday, January 2, 2012
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