WHEN YOU ARE OLD by: William Butler Yeats (1865-1939)
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;
This is one of the first poems I learnt, and still remains one of my favourites. It's lovely to find it here in the context of northern mountains and the coldest stars. Thank you!
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This is one of the first poems I learnt, and still remains one of my favourites. It's lovely to find it here in the context of northern mountains and the coldest stars. Thank you!
Nancy
Face hidden amid a crowd of stars, yes, that´s my preferred story ending, what a powerful beautiful image.
Still enjoying your visit here, Nancy, I wish you a very,very good New Year.
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