Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. 1919. The Oxford Book of English Verse: 1250–1900.
William Butler Yeats. b. 1865863. When You are Old
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, | 5 |
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 | 10 |
And paced upon the mountains overhead, | |
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars. |