The Superseded

By Thomas Hardy

6/2/1840-1/11/1928


I

As newer comers crowd the fore,
         We drop behind.
- We who have laboured long and sore
         Times out of mind,
And keen are yet, must not regret
         To drop behind.

II

Yet there are of us some who grieve
         To go behind;
Staunch, strenuous souls who scarce believe
         Their fires declined,
And know none cares, remembers, spares
         Who go behind.

III

'Tis not that we have unforetold
         The drop behind;
We feel the new must oust the old
         In every kind;
But yet we think, must we, must WE,
         Too, drop behind?

DayPoems Poem No. 1053
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