En favoritdikt av William Butler Yates en höstfredag i oktober:
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.
En favoritdikt av William Butler Yates en höstfredag i oktober:
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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