"A Drinking Song"
... by W.B. Yeats, courtesy of Writer's Almanac:
Wine comes in at the mouthNice.
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.
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
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