Here you will find the Poem The Farewell of poet Ella Wheeler Wilcox
'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. But the scarred vetran knows the price of glory, He does not court the conflict or the fray. He has no longing to rehearse that gory And most dramatic act, or wars dark play. He who to love has always been a stranger, All unafraid may linger in your spell. My heart has known the warfare, and its danger. It craves no repitition - so farewell.