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Young Writers Society


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While you ponder this, enjoy a poem:


A Drinking Song (1910)
by William Butler 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.


I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.
— Pablo Neruda