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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.

A Catch for Singing

Wilfrid Wilson Gibson

SAID the Old Young Man to the Young Old Man:

“Alack, and well-a-day!”

Said the Young Old Man to the Old Young Man:

“The cherry-tree’s in flourish!”

Said the Old Young Man to the Young Old Man:

“The world is growing gray.”

Said the Young Old Man to the Old Young Man:

“The cherry-tree’s in flourish!”

Said the Old Young Man to the Young Old Man:

“Both flower and fruit decay.”

Said the Young Old Man to the Old Young Man:

“The cherry-tree’s in flourish!”

Said the Old Young Man to the Young Old Man:

“Alack, and well-a-day!

The world is growing gray:

And flower and fruit decay.

Beware, Old Man—beware, Old Man!

For the end of life is nearing;

And the grave yawns by the way …”

Said the Young Old Man to the Old Young Man:

“I’m a trifle hard of hearing;

And can’t catch a word you say …

But the cherry-tree’s in flourish!”