For all eyes but these eyes.

[~¤Akash¤~]

The Lover Pleads With His Friend For Old Friends by William Butler Yeats​

Though you are in your shining days,
Voices among the crowd
And new friends busy with your praise,
Be not unkind or proud,
But think about old friends the most:
Time's bitter flood will rise,
Your beauty perish and be lost
For all eyes but these eyes.
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