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Sunday in Verse | 22nd March 2015


When You Are Old by W.B. Yeats

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.

7 comments

  1. This is beautiful! Lovely idea for a post :) x

    jess-inretrospect.blogspot.com

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  2. So so beautiful. Thank you for sharing <3


    madeline
    http://madelinemariehall.com/

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  3. Love reading poetry <3 thanks for sharing

    BCfactor.blogspot.com

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  4. Thank you, Jess! I thought about elaborating a bit on this post but decided perhaps it would be best just to let the poem speak for itself :) xx

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  5. You're welcome, Madeline! It's one of my favourites :) xx

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  6. Me too! And you're very welcome :) xx

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