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When you are old
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/ P$ w& w0 h gWhen you are old and grey and full of sleep,6 N: {: d; k% g3 o$ g0 q% Q
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And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
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And slowly read, and dream of the soft look( Y; k3 I2 B/ k& t/ W& `4 d5 N
) M3 ?* ?) r% {: c+ Q5 W. nYour eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;$ T% A' \; `. s0 P6 W# ~+ t" |( G2 X
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How many loved your moments of glad grace,5 C% B7 {! N: P! \) ]5 c1 B
- _, T5 ?* y6 a# O7 N cAnd loved your beauty with love false or true,
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But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you,5 ~! R" K8 H; i, n3 i( _' l
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And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
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2 @7 q R5 o! `, K' aAnd bending down beside the glowing bars,
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: s. F. e7 p7 |9 [& _: NMurmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
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And paced upon the mountains overhead, a5 k- y( }+ _. P9 v
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