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Philip Henry Savage

• A Beetle Bug Has Bit My Coat
• A Lark Flew By Upon The Air
• A March Flaw
• A New England Mountain
• A Wreath Of Buds And Lavender
• Adam Arose At The Word Of God,
• Against Forgiveness
• Anadyomene
• Apology
• Apple-Blossoms
• Architechture
• Believe In Me! Lord, Who Art Thou
• Brother, Time Is A Thing How Slight!
• Clear And Far
• Confession
• David And Jonathan
• Day By Day Along The Street
• Dear Heart, That In This World Must Live And Die
• December
• Dissolution
• Dog-Days
• Even In The City, I
• Fagots
• Far In The South The Redwings Hear And Speed
• For March 20
• For My Thoughts Are Not Your Thoughts, Neither Are
• Fragment V
• Fragment I
• Fragment Ii
• Fragment Iii
• Fragment Iv
• Fragment Of A Sonnet, Found In A Note-Book
• From The French
• Greek And Christian
• Here By The Brimming April Streams
• Hot Days Like This Will Wound Or Bless
• I Dare Not Think That Thou Art By, To Stand
• I Know Not What It Is, But When I Pass
• I Laugh For The Long Days I See Ahead
• I Left The City
• I Love To Walk Against The Yellow Light
• I Mark You Coming The Accustomed Way
• I Stood At The Hedge As A Hearse Went By
• If Ever I Have Thought Or Said
• If One Should Call My Branching Verse
• In A Garden
• In August
• In Cherry Lane
• In Dove Cottage Garden
• In Long, Slow Silences Of Soul