THE SUPERSEDED

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.

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.

‘ 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?