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8 J1 Z, U% E5 H: u- ]1 N1 X9 oWhen you are old
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1 A6 ]) F) P" ^/ C1 @( AWhen you are old and grey and full of sleep,
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And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
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And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
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: G9 b7 ^8 Z+ L$ K* X3 w G8 tYour eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;! U3 ^8 I# @- A( D+ `+ Q% i& A
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How many loved your moments of glad grace,' t) ^" _6 E2 o5 v: l
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And loved your beauty with love false or true,
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But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you,$ ?! N# O# @& q) U+ |
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And loved the sorrows of your changing face;0 j, t. {; D' z3 l1 i# S5 \6 B& u
& z7 T2 y, o; o& ?) aAnd bending down beside the glowing bars,
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Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled! F6 h: N' f4 ~8 ~) ]4 O4 O
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And paced upon the mountains overhead
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And hid his face amid a crowd of stars. |
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