Philip Henry Savage

thumb| Philip Henry Savage (February 11, 1868 – June 4, 1899) was an American poet. thumb|The silkweed goes a-gypsying. thumb|Thou hoarse Aristophanic mime, Grotesque Silenus of the slime. Quotes 'Tis grace to sing to nature, and to pray    The God of nature, out of His large heart, To grant us knowledge of His human way;    This is the whole of nature and of art. [Untitled]; First Poems & Fragments (1895), p. 3 "Something in the sense of morning Lifts the heart up to the sun." In our youth we may be pagan, God is many, and the One Great Supreme will wait till evening When our little day is done. [Untitled]; First Poems & Fragments (1895), p. 19 Where wildness has been wilderness shall be, But give God time; and life is but a span, Nine inches, while before it and behind Stretches the garden of the cosmic gods. "Solitude", l. 97; First Poems & Fragments (1895), p. 54 Lighter than dandelion down,    Or feathers from the white moth’s wing, Out of the gates of bramble-town    The silkweed goes a-gypsying. "Silkweed", st. 1; Poems (1898), p. 11 Thou hoarse Aristophanic mime, Grotesque Silenus of the slime,    That dar'st to lift a comic voice    Where thrushes worship and rejoice. "To a Bull-frog", st. 1; Poems (1898), p. 23 The sun, this old November,    Across the sodden slope, May bid the heart remember,    But cannot bid it hope. "November"; Poems (1898), p. 42 New friends forbear, and let old friends remember    With pity him who ends his course to-day; Nor heap with scorn his grave in dead December    Whose life bore golden promises in May. "December"; Poems (1898), p. 46 External links First Poems & Fragments (Boston: Copeland and Day, 1895) Poems (Boston: Copeland and Day, 1898) Category:1868 births Category:1899 deaths Category:19th-century poets from the United States Category:Poets from Massachusetts Category:Harvard University alumni