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我也来凑凑热闹1 V5 U, ? N! A. r
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When you are old! x( f% t1 ~; U/ o/ c! {
, ^) w1 u; x C, \ UWhen you are old and grey and full of sleep,3 P J" ?+ P/ J: r* q! w
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And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
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. P) z9 |- U% Q. {, tAnd slowly read, and dream of the soft look7 G3 r9 g# m! W3 ?) o+ a7 P! y
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Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep; u1 `' k1 I: s6 I( [, C4 @* \
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How many loved your moments of glad grace,' `5 P. b) D7 C4 Z
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And loved your beauty with love false or true,
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$ i$ \# E$ y+ X% w+ XBut one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you,5 |: Z; d# g" x, z3 x; h* e- J
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And loved the sorrows of your changing face;( K# `- G1 ?% i* v; {
# I9 R! X3 c! i6 U+ L7 QAnd bending down beside the glowing bars,6 E" r/ p' f2 e; Y4 ~
; H) z/ K5 a9 f6 E1 n; UMurmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
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' h; L: H+ v" L" YAnd paced upon the mountains overhead
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* Z$ D Y9 J! l# H8 |4 P& C/ Y" `And hid his face amid a crowd of stars. |
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