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我也来凑凑热闹
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4 T& }. |+ h" j) Q- q9 A, g0 cWhen you are old6 c; z: G" [" o/ l# l
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When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
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And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
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7 ?: n+ W! a/ b) k9 BAnd slowly read, and dream of the soft look
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) o, ^ k: `1 b7 p' ?9 {) H6 c: DYour eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;- z# L0 _% |" o% j1 X k
8 i, i# |7 X: ^5 n5 l% x% BHow many loved your moments of glad grace,* i F5 j1 F- P2 h5 x9 Z4 K; _
1 x6 g- L& p P6 cAnd 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;0 I3 v1 h$ s: _
8 I) |# Q. T, l& VAnd bending down beside the glowing bars,
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Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled! z$ I# }/ K6 }
) g: |: m2 d0 mAnd paced upon the mountains overhead* y* p6 ~ k: C+ J
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