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我也来凑凑热闹" v% w4 V: E- T L: N) k
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When you are old
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% `8 Q* r6 i- K4 ~; K! A$ U! [$ UWhen you are old and grey and full of sleep,
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. o3 ~$ T0 C5 Y. ~) U s% ~) PAnd nodding by the fire, take down this book,) k7 H; Z2 `; J: a& |3 [% i, F
2 X1 z0 U5 z) N4 RAnd slowly read, and dream of the soft look* ?" T- B% a+ {! B" k
* D: X) x V7 bYour eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;( X6 j3 q9 b/ k9 j2 C
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How many loved your moments of glad grace,7 b5 ^5 I! w$ _+ s0 E" A
; I& e" d6 x- n1 t! }$ H9 Z! AAnd loved your beauty with love false or true,: X' n2 y8 `0 S
( \- x8 g; G! _4 FBut one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you,
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0 y6 c5 |# T0 u+ x; W5 j) `And loved the sorrows of your changing face;& q, r, E- r( O+ H* j5 P
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And bending down beside the glowing bars,6 n( `: S" ]2 \% [# ~& {
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Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled* T8 C7 \: N1 v; c1 ]
) \' w. }2 I9 c, bAnd paced upon the mountains overhead* F; a% M4 @1 A
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And hid his face amid a crowd of stars. |
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