hen you are old and grey and full of sleep,

        And nodding by take dohis book,

        And slo look

        Your eyes heir shadows deep;

        s of glad grace,

        And loved your beauty rue,

        But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you,

        And loved the sorrows of your ging face;

        And bending dohe glowing bars,

        Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled

        And paced upon tains overhead

        And ars.
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