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When you are old and grey 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 the pilgrim soul 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.