When ?you ?are ?old ?and ?gray ?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 ?grad ?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
