Poems of Philip Henry Savage / Philip Henry Savage [electronic text]
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Title
Poems of Philip Henry Savage / Philip Henry Savage [electronic text]
Author
Savage, Philip Henry, 1868-1899
Publication
Boston: Small, Maynard, and Company
1900
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Pages
LVI
NEW ENGLAND
WHOE'ER thou art, who walkest thereWhere God first taught my feet to roam,Breathe but my name into the air,I am content, for that is home.
A sense, a color comes to me,Of baybushes that heavy lieWith juniper along the sea,And the blue sea along the sky.
New England is my home; 't is thereI love the pagan sun and moon.'T is there I love the growing year,December and young-summer June.
I'd rather love one blade of grassThat grows on one New England hill,Than drain the whole world in the glassOf fortune, when the heart is still.
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