WHEN YOU ARE OLD AND GREY AND FULL OF SEELP
AND NOODING 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 MONMENTS 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 BEDING DOWN BESIDE THE GLOWING BARS
MURMUR，ALITTLE SADLY，HOW LOVE FLIED
AND PACED UPON THE MOUNTAINS OVERHEAD
AND HID HIS FACE AMID A CROWD OF STARS
。