Ella Wheeler Wilcox Farewell Poems

'Tis not the untried soldier new to danger
Who fears to enter into active strife.
Amidst the roll of drums, the cannon's rattle,
He craves adventure, and thinks not of life.
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Adieu, Romauld! But thou canst not forget me.
Although no more I haunt thy dreams at night,
Thy hungering heart forever must regret me,
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So we must part forever; and although
I long have beat my wings and cried to go,
Free from your narrow limiting control,
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