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Hamlin Garland (Гэмлин Гарленд)


Indian Summer


AT last there came
The sudden fall of frost, when Time
Dreaming through russet September days
Suddenly awoke, and lifting his head, strode
Swiftly forward--made one vast desolating sweep
Of his scythe, then, rapt with the glory
That burned under his feet, fell dreaming again.
And the clouds soared and the crickets sang
In the brief heat of noon; the corn,
So green, grew sere and dry--
  And in the mist the ploughman's team
  Moved silently, as if in dream--
And it was Indian summer on the plain. 



Hamlin Garland's other poems:
  1. On the Mississippi
  2. Sport
  3. Boyish Sleep


Poems of other poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием):

  • Lydia Sigourney (Лидия Сигурни) Indian Summer ("WHEN was the redman's summer?")
  • John Tabb (Джон Табб) Indian Summer ("NO more the battle or the chase")
  • Sara Teasdale (Сара Тисдейл) Indian Summer ("LYRIC night of the lingering Indian summer")

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