One of the United Kingdom's Great War Poets, Captain Philipps lost his life during the Second Battle of Ypres.

Military Service-
Rank: Captain
Age: 26
Service: Royal Horse Guards
Honours/Awards: Mentioned in Despatches (MiD).

--Eldest son of the Rt. Hon. the 1st Viscount St. Davids, P.C. (1860-1938), Richmond Terrace, Whitehall, London, England; and son of Leonora ('Nora') Gerstenberg (1862-1915), who was a political activist and campaigner for women's rights.
--His brother, Captain, The Honourable Roland Erasmus Philipps MC, died on 7 July 1916 and was laid to rest in the Aveluy Communal Cemetery Extension, Somme, France.
--Educated at Farnborough School, in Hampshire, he later attended Eton College, then The Royal Military College, Sandhurst, receiving his Commission in 1908 (Royal Horse Guards). In June 1911, Captain Philipps led the Escort for the return of King George V and Queen Mary from Windsor, the week after the Coronation.
--A book of Colwyn Philipps' poetry and prose was published posthumously several months after his death. Recently, one of his poems, 'Release', was included in a published collection of works, called "IN FLANDERS FIELDS-POEMS OF THE FIRST WORLD WAR" and edited by Brian Busby:

"There is a healing magic in the night.
The breeze blows cleaner than it did by day.
Forgot the fever of the fuller light,
And sorrow sinks insensibly away
As if some saint a cool white hand did lay
Upon the brow, and calm the restless brain.
The moon looks down with pale unpassioned ray—
Sufficient for the hour is its pain.
Be still and feel the night that hides away earth's stain.
Be still and loose the sense of God in you,
Be still and send your soul into the all,
The vasty distance where the stars shine blue,
No longer antlike on the earth to crawl.
Released from time and sense of great or small
Float on the pinions of the Night-Queen's wings;
Soar till the swift inevitable fall
Will drag you back into all the world's small things;
Yet for an hour be one with all escapèd things."

[NOTE: When Captain Philipps' military kit was sent home to his parents following his death, the above verse, 'Release', was found in Philipps' notebook...it was later published.]

One of the United Kingdom's Great War Poets, Captain Philipps lost his life during the Second Battle of Ypres.

Military Service-
Rank: Captain
Age: 26
Service: Royal Horse Guards
Honours/Awards: Mentioned in Despatches (MiD).

--Eldest son of the Rt. Hon. the 1st Viscount St. Davids, P.C. (1860-1938), Richmond Terrace, Whitehall, London, England; and son of Leonora ('Nora') Gerstenberg (1862-1915), who was a political activist and campaigner for women's rights.
--His brother, Captain, The Honourable Roland Erasmus Philipps MC, died on 7 July 1916 and was laid to rest in the Aveluy Communal Cemetery Extension, Somme, France.
--Educated at Farnborough School, in Hampshire, he later attended Eton College, then The Royal Military College, Sandhurst, receiving his Commission in 1908 (Royal Horse Guards). In June 1911, Captain Philipps led the Escort for the return of King George V and Queen Mary from Windsor, the week after the Coronation.
--A book of Colwyn Philipps' poetry and prose was published posthumously several months after his death. Recently, one of his poems, 'Release', was included in a published collection of works, called "IN FLANDERS FIELDS-POEMS OF THE FIRST WORLD WAR" and edited by Brian Busby:

"There is a healing magic in the night.
The breeze blows cleaner than it did by day.
Forgot the fever of the fuller light,
And sorrow sinks insensibly away
As if some saint a cool white hand did lay
Upon the brow, and calm the restless brain.
The moon looks down with pale unpassioned ray—
Sufficient for the hour is its pain.
Be still and feel the night that hides away earth's stain.
Be still and loose the sense of God in you,
Be still and send your soul into the all,
The vasty distance where the stars shine blue,
No longer antlike on the earth to crawl.
Released from time and sense of great or small
Float on the pinions of the Night-Queen's wings;
Soar till the swift inevitable fall
Will drag you back into all the world's small things;
Yet for an hour be one with all escapèd things."

[NOTE: When Captain Philipps' military kit was sent home to his parents following his death, the above verse, 'Release', was found in Philipps' notebook...it was later published.]