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0 f# {* m3 D+ }' u5 |+ B @When you are old9 [5 z0 ^, w! E" m q v
. ^+ w& [' Q* z# A8 R" dWhen you are old and grey and full of sleep,* E3 \% u. F% N9 _! j
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And nodding by the fire, take down this book,4 T. a: D5 X# K# B$ W% C
# @% v8 w8 }: {( [/ `7 VAnd slowly read, and dream of the soft look
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Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
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How many loved your moments of glad grace,: C9 m: r1 e% p0 ~' P
( Y/ A7 h6 [* p# f% gAnd loved your beauty with love false or true,
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But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you,
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And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
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And bending down beside the glowing bars,6 ?* s" W {$ n7 M/ Q' V8 J
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Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled: `* Y6 Q) K2 ~: e1 e
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And paced upon the mountains overhead
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: d6 W# T, J5 b' k3 `$ i$ D0 gAnd hid his face amid a crowd of stars. |
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