Reflections on having left a Place of Retirement.

Farewell, sweet shade, where peace did softly reign,
Farewell, dear haunts, where silent thoughts did stray,
I leave thy calm, to join the world again,
And bear my burdens, through the passing day.

About Sara Teasdale

American lyric poet, known for her poems on love, nature, and the feminine experience. Her work often displays a delicate and musical quality.

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