Poems of Philip Henry Savage / Philip Henry Savage [electronic text]

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Poems of Philip Henry Savage / Philip Henry Savage [electronic text]
Author
Savage, Philip Henry, 1868-1899
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Boston: Small, Maynard, and Company
1900
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"Poems of Philip Henry Savage / Philip Henry Savage [electronic text]." In the digital collection American Verse Project. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/BAD0829.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 23, 2024.

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XXVIII
IF ever I have thought or said In all the seasons of the past One word at which thy heart has bled Believe me, it will be the last.
The tides of life are deep and wide, The currents swift to bear apart E'en kindred ships; but from thy side I pray my sail may never start.
If, in the turning day and night Of this our earth, our little year,

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Thou shalt have lost me from thy sight Across the checkered spaces drear,
Thy words are uttered; and the mind Accustomed, cannot all forget; While written in my heart I find An impulse that is deeper yet.
We love but never know the things, To value them, that nearest stand. The heart that travels seaward brings The dearest treasure home to land.

To M.J.S.

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