Drinking Song Poem by William Butler Yeats

Drinking Song

Rating: 3.2


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.

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William Butler Yeats

William Butler Yeats

County Dublin / Ireland
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