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W. B. Yeats

W. B. Yeats

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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J Ann Crowder Imrogue Y. J. Hall M.B.Ibáñez Ingeborg Von Finsterwalde/Waltraud I Mack Jayme Slais Dan Dan Hermosillo Patrícia Castro Emrah Mujic
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