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If the Germans Could Laugh Like the Irish
If the Germans could laugh like the Irish, reckless, deep in drunken ambrosial seas, walking wandering paths, their cracked looking-glasses on open hearths (these are the holy fools) If the Irish could laugh like the Germans, deep and still like … Continue reading