ON the slope of Hasbeen Hill, Wishing for their vanished youth, Stand a host of good old stars (Some of them our best, in truth.) Not so long since all of them Held the youthful uphill track— But the clock of Time, it seems, Never, never, has turned back! It's a tough, unpleasant thing (Gives your very heart a chill) When you reach the downward grade On the slope of Hasbeen Hill! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...INVITATION TO LOVE by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR TO THE WHITE FIENDS by CLAUDE MCKAY ALASKA by CINCINNATUS HEINE MILLER SEA SLUMBER-SONG by RODEN BERKELEY WRIOTHESLEY NOEL SUMMER NIGHT, RIVERSIDE by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS WAYCONNELL TOWER by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM A KISS - BY MISTAKE by JOEL BENTON |