Lost Things

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Lost Things
by Sara Teasdale


Oh, I could let the world go by,
     Its loud new wonders and its wars,
But how will I give up the sky
     When winter dusk is set with stars?

And I could let the cities go,
     Their changing customs and their creeds, --
But oh, the summer rains that blow
     In silver on the jewel-weeds!


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