Into old rhyme <br />The new words come but shyly. <br />Here's a brave man <br />Who sings of commerce dryly. <br />Swift-gliding cars <br />Through town and country winging, <br />Like cigarettes, <br />Are deemed unfit for singing. <br />Into old rhyme <br />New words come tripping slowly. <br />Hail to the time <br />When they possess it wholly.<br /><br />Lesbia Harford<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/into-old-rhyme/
