Tuesday, May 15, 2001

A Drinking Song Comments

Rating: 3.8

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.
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William Butler Yeats
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Bjpafa Meragente 28 October 2020

Maybe all humanity should do it...why don't they?

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Bjpafa Meragente 25 June 2020

Little package, greater on the inside. I like the shorter Yeats. People who have too much on their minds must keep it at bay, or fall in a bay of disarray and contradiction in terms, although truth is involved.

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Kesav Easwaran 25 December 2019

Beautiful poem piece. Love this Yeats brand wine

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Ratnakar Mandlik 12 July 2019

Wine comes at mouth and Love comes in at the eye" Outstanding flight of imagery and equally outstanding style of expression.

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Janhavi Mukund lakade 21 July 2018

I like it the poem

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a mid size zebra 09 May 2018

i think a lunch would bhe nice hank

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SylvaOnyema Uba 20 April 2018

A sestet With a rhyme scheme of ab ab ab. Nicely written.

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SYLVA 13 April 2018

WINE comes in at the mouth And loves comes in at the eye. Nice style.

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Idiot 15 March 2018

What would the theme be You decide.

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Idiot 15 March 2018

This poem is good for short paragraphs.

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vahitha 24 December 2017

Add a comment.very short poem..its very nice... nice explanation of eyes and mouth...

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Abhimanyu Kumar.s 02 December 2017

Great way before you quit living. Great

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Resh Kav 23 June 2017

wow... so great yet simple words

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The truth lives in the wine..good poem

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Sylvaonyema Uba 08 February 2017

Images of eyes and mouth ... It is what you see that you will say. Good piece of poem! Sylva.

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Sherwin Jan Navarro 09 January 2017

infatuation, love, admiration desire all are simple and complex at the same time. The poem perfectly captures the the indescribable feeling with a simple sigh.

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Tom Allport 08 January 2017

eye and mouth co-ordination how true?

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Shareq Rahman 28 November 2016

Kill me, bury me and turn me into earth Hit me with a spade, turn me on a wheel Burn me and give me to a vintner to fill Put your lips on my mouth to drink the wine. Omar al Khayyam.

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Chukwuebuka Adebayo 20 August 2016

Nice anyway, lets drink all the way

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Michael Ryland 28 December 2015

The true measure of a poem's greatness is that the only words used are those necessary to convey the poet's message. Yeats could have spoiled this by describing the wine or his love. He chose not to, and we are eternally grateful for his brevity. To slake the dust with grape and to sigh at one's love, what more do we need?

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