When you are old

When you are old and gray and full of sleep
   And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
   And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
   Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
   And loved your beauty with love false or true;
   But one man loved thepilgrimoul in you,
   And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
   Murmur, a little sadly, how love fled
   And paced upon the mountains overhead,
   And hid his face amid a crowd of stars  


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