<html><head><meta http-equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html charset=us-ascii"></head><body style="word-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; -webkit-line-break: after-white-space;" class=""><p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" class="">When You Are Old</p><p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" class=""><br class=""></p><p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" class="">When you are old and grey and full of sleep, <br class="">And nodding by the fire, take down this book, <br class="">And slowly read, and dream of the soft look <br class="">Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;</p><p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" class="">How many loved your moments of glad grace, <br class="">And loved your beauty with love false or true, <br class="">But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you, <br class="">And loved the sorrows of your changing face;</p><p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" class="">And bending down beside the glowing bars, <br class="">Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled <br class="">And paced upon the mountains overhead <br class="">And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.</p><div class=""><br class=""></div><div class=""><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>- William Butler Yeats</div><div class=""><br class=""></div><div class="">To hear a beautifully sung version of this by Kate Willens: <a href="https://soundcloud.com/katewillens/when-you-are-old" style="font-family: 'times new roman', serif; font-size: 13px;" class="">https://soundcloud.com/katewillens/when-you-are-old</a></div></body></html>