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When you are old + `# t7 y& P/ X8 R
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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, % U0 _- O* }( ^- X. I5 o" X! j
m0 C. z9 C4 @$ q And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
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Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep; . W$ o5 j0 s% ^: C0 D z& S: [) R
7 M) N" b8 \, ]' g. D- v+ z, v2 W How many loved your moments of glad grace, # ?- j3 e s8 a8 N- |: y
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And loved your beauty with love false or true,
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But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you, ) S8 {4 M! Q5 m+ ?: D& ?6 t
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And loved the sorrows of your changing face; ' Z) s; ?, I* x0 ^( B
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And bending down beside the glowing bars,
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. [6 k3 ~" n& l7 w- e Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
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And paced upon the mountains overhead
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And hid his face amid a crowd of stars. |
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