A Drinking Song
Wine comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye.
That’s all we shall know of truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth,
I look at you, and I sigh.
– William Butler Yeats
A Drinking Song
Wine comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye.
That’s all we shall know of truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth,
I look at you, and I sigh.
– William Butler Yeats