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% l) W3 Z. S/ ^9 C) _) D- jWhen you are old* ~0 ^ U9 ?6 @" {
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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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And 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,
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2 U# ~9 r% K; x$ AAnd loved your beauty with love false or true,
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1 ~; W, @6 i6 X- _But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you,7 \7 N$ ]4 R h5 [; U/ Q
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And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
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P" e7 t! f. H: ?, _3 s e' PAnd bending down beside the glowing bars,3 ?" |$ N# e: M" g
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Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled6 p+ l5 ^1 z! I' [+ ] |0 Y6 K
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And paced upon the mountains overhead8 `0 E- O+ b9 B8 Y# `
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