When you are old, at evening candlelit, Beside the — Pierre de Ronsard

When you are old, at evening candlelit, Beside the fire bending to your wool, Read out my verse and murmur, “Ronsard writ This praise for me when I was beautiful.” 1

Sonnets pour Hélène, vol. II, no. 42

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