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First Line: We are the old. The unremembered dead
Last Line: Wept by the sky!
Subject(s): Cemeteries; Graveyards


WE are the old, the unremembered dead—
Forgot, we lie
In country graveyards high on lonely hills;
We are unwept save by such tears as sheds
The pitying sky.

Above old graves in city streets, sometimes
A passer finds
The time to pause and sigh—remembering!
But none pass by us here. Above us sigh
Only the winds.

The hands that laid us here long, long are dust;
The passioned tears
Shed then for us are dried; the faltering feet
That followed us in grief have now lain still
Unnumbered years.

And stranger hands now till the fields we cleared;
Strange voices ring
Beneath the roofs we raised; beneath the trees
We planted, strange young lovers make their vows
Each passing Spring.

The alien plow that draws so near, so near,
Disturbs our rest—
Here in our sunken and neglected graves,
We stir—yet well we know that there is none
Who will protest.

We are unclamoring—we only ask
That we may lie
Safe from the plow that threatens our old graves—
Covered by vines, mourned by the passing winds,
Wept by the sky!





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