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Utterly brilliant, I can't believe I've not heard this one before! From the page: "When You are Old by William Butler Yeats 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... more
Reviewed by Sabriel Apr 29 2009, 04:14am ( 16 reviews ) • bygosh.com
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Rated by Moose91 on May 11 2009, 8:29pm
So sad....
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Reviewed by phantomraksha on May 11 2009, 3:44pm
When You are Old by William Butler Yeats 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 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.
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Rated by meridance on May 09 2009, 4:41pm
Simply loved this...
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Rated by drowser1977 on May 09 2009, 2:17pm
ahhh sweet memories
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Rated by MijaKappa on May 09 2009, 10:56am
From the page: "When You are Old by William Butler Yeats 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 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. "
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Rated by Dallian on May 07 2009, 2:23pm
The ad (Transformers) was so distracting I couldn't read the poem. But I want to see the new transformers now.
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Rated by babyriddhs on May 03 2009, 11:16pm
beautiful!!!!!!!!
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Rated by velouria3 on May 01 2009, 7:38pm
I love Yeats.