NEW YORK
HENRY HOLT AND COMPANY
1919
Copyright, 1919
BY
HENRY HOLT AND COMPANY
1916
Lady, the world is old, and we are young.
The world is old to-night and full of tears
And tumbled dreams, and all its songs are sung,
And echoes rise no more from the tombed years.
Lady, the world is old, but we are young.