There's a tapas bar in Cork I like to go to the odd time called The Boqueria. It's run by a Spanish couple but the staff seem to be mostly French, funnily enough.
Anyway the words of Yeats' A Drinking Song are painted onto one of the walls, except they've got the first line slightly wrong, with it actually reading:
'Wine comes in the mouth And love comes in the eye...'
Which makes me snigger. Every time.