The gods are growing old

Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: Captain Craig (1902).

English (original)

The gods are growing old; The stars are singing Golden hair to gray Green leaf to yellow leaf,—or chlorophyl To xanthophyl, to be more scientific.

— Edwin Arlington Robinson

You have made The cement of your churches out of tears And ashes, and the fabric will not stand.

Oh for a poet - for a beacon bright

I shall have more to say when I am dead.

He was himself and he had lost the speed He started with, and he was left behind.

No matter what we are, and what we sing, Time finds a withered leaf in every laurel

We are young And we are friends of time.