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A Drinking Song
(13 June 1865 – 28 January 1939 / County Dublin / Ireland)

A Drinking Song

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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Beautiful poem piece. Love this Yeats brand wine
Wine comes at mouth and Love comes in at the eye" Outstanding flight of imagery and equally outstanding style of expression.
I like it the poem
i think a lunch would bhe nice hank
A sestet With a rhyme scheme of ab ab ab. Nicely written.
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