Wednesday, August 11, 2010

A Drinking Song

 yeats

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.

W.B. Yeats
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2 comments:

  1. David Lago GonzálezAugust 23, 2010 at 3:20 AM

    Sí, me encanta Yeats. Es de mis poetas de cabecera. Precioso poema.

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  2. Ernesto G.September 2, 2010 at 8:51 PM

    Hola, David. Cuanto tiempo sin su visita! Saludos y no pierda la costumbre, hombre!

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