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.
Roberts, Edgar V., and Robert Zweig. Literature: An Introduction to Reading and Writing. Boston: Longman, 2012. Print. William Butler Yeats. When you are Old. Page 863.
PoeticTouch2012. Colin Farrell. William Butler Yeats When You are Old. Online Video Clip. YouTube. 13 Oct 2011
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