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Poem by Hamlin Garland


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


Hamlin Garland's other poems:
  1. The Ute Lover
  2. The Toil of the Trail
  3. In August
  4. The Meadow Lark
  5. A Tribute of Grasses


Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Lydia Sigourney Indian Summer ("WHEN was the redman's summer?")
  • John Tabb Indian Summer ("NO more the battle or the chase")
  • Sara Teasdale Indian Summer ("LYRIC night of the lingering Indian summer")
  • Henry Van Dyke Indian Summer ("A soft veil dims the tender skies")
  • Katharine Tynan Indian Summer ("This is the sign!")

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