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我也来凑凑热闹
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, |$ y0 E" I+ o$ A! jWhen you are old5 \5 Z! t: S$ V, m. e& Z' E
. j5 e3 F; M" m6 h* n) WWhen you are old and grey and full of sleep,
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And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
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And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
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; Q7 {, s3 h, z# J% B" s$ G+ zYour eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;( e0 Q, {; |% b7 g8 H% ?
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How many loved your moments of glad grace,
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, F, f( x# h) L% SAnd loved your beauty with love false or true,1 n# c Q: k8 M5 F" [. H7 K
. o* k; B) d' w! f1 H7 ^But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you,: Y1 Q) t8 v# \1 S {
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And loved the sorrows of your changing face;$ B+ ~* [& d0 l
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And bending down beside the glowing bars,) Z1 U6 t' {( j, a6 _$ o" {
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Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled( u- R5 ^1 P- z2 G& [
. o: F4 _1 p2 GAnd paced upon the mountains overhead
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And hid his face amid a crowd of stars. |
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