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When you are old- U' a! }6 ^8 ~; a3 c# p7 o
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When you are old and grey and full of sleep,) h# r) X. J5 ~' O% ^
( z: l. }8 p/ u1 Q0 ]And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
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; Z. C$ O1 ^& b3 S6 G7 @1 \* hAnd 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,* g$ W) U& n' m7 F; t: l9 D* u" Z
5 q6 A7 M" [# j8 |6 ` VAnd loved your beauty with love false or true,
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But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you,* U, y# T0 s% i0 @0 A( T
# s1 g4 a& _1 Y2 \: V% ^. O- k& UAnd loved the sorrows of your changing face;( Q3 A& h( D' |0 o3 t
$ D* c* P% ^) } h @And bending down beside the glowing bars,
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+ p) A! _; {" `( e" [Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
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And paced upon the mountains overhead
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4 |8 y, q# g7 j% ?; ~" AAnd hid his face amid a crowd of stars. |
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