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When you are old
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When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
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& t- ~0 A5 B ^! i# q' }And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
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And slowly read, and dream of the soft look" ^, ~' q! r) R7 B- o! v1 |$ U" ~
9 @( N' w0 q+ ZYour eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
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How many loved your moments of glad grace,
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And loved your beauty with love false or true,8 L l# f) P1 P$ [6 e
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But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you,: N' D1 y# ]8 ]; Q" e D
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And loved the sorrows of your changing face; d; j0 R0 P" A' x C* G* T) p: v
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And bending down beside the glowing bars,' ]( J& ^; P- Q: l# s
. P+ x0 Q% k- z: UMurmur, a little sadly, how Love fled& g: E! B# b. ^
. Y! m, }0 W3 l) o' M1 n# s4 bAnd paced upon the mountains overhead
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( @5 C1 {2 y# i5 u5 pAnd hid his face amid a crowd of stars. |
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