WHEN YOU ARE OLD W.B.YEATS1865-1939 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;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;