Into old rhyme
The new words come but shyly.
Here's a brave man
Who sings of commerce dryly.
Swift-gliding cars
Through town and country winging,
Like cigarettes,
Are deemed unfit for singing.
Into old rhyme
New words come tripping slowly.
Hail to the time
When they possess it wholly.
Into Old Rhyme
Lesbia Harford
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Poem topics: brave, time, town, country, swift, rhyme, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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