when you are old and young，and full of sleep;
and nodding by a fire, take down this book;
and slowly read,and dreamed of your sofe look;
your eyes had once, of their shadows deap.
how many loved your moments of glad grace,
and loved your beauty with love false or true?
but one man loved pilgrim soul in you,
and love the sorrows of your changing face
and nodding by a fire, take down this book;
and slowly read,and dreamed of your sofe look;
your eyes had once, of their shadows deap.
how many loved your moments of glad grace,
and loved your beauty with love false or true?
but one man loved pilgrim soul in you,
and love the sorrows of your changing face
