—a military salute to the stars of the glorious sky of the era of Macross When you are old and gray and sleepy, Nodding by the fire, take down this poem, Read slowly, recalling the softness of your eyes in the past, Recall their heavy shadows of old; How many people love your youthful and joyous moments, Admire your beauty, falsely or sincerely, Only one loves your pilgrim soul, Love the painful lines on your old face; bowed his head, beside the red glowing stove, Sorrowfully whispers of the passing of love, On the hill overhead it paces slowly, Faces are hidden among the stars. ——"When You Are Old" Yeats