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INDIAN SUMMER (2) by JOHN BANISTER TABB

First Line: NO MORE THE BATTLE OR THE CHASE
Last Line: ASCENDS TO HEAVEN AGAIN.
Subject(s): INDIAN SUMMER; NATURE;
NO more the battle or the chase
The phantom tribes pursue,
But each in its accustomed place
The Autumn hails anew:
And still from solemn councils set
On every hill and plain,
The smoke of many a calumet
Ascends to heaven again.


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