Indian Summer - Henry Van Dyke

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Indian Summer - Henry Van Dyke

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A soft veil dims the tender skies And half conceals from pensive eyes The bronzing tokens of the fall; A calmness broods upon the hills And summer's parting dream distills A charm of silence over all The stacks of corn, in brown array Stand waiting through the placid day Like tattered wigwams on the plain; The tribes that find a shelter there Are phantom peoples, forms of air And ghosts of vanished joy and pain At evening when the crimson crest Of sunset passеs down the West I hear thе whispering host returning; On far-off fields, by elm and oak I see the lights, I smell the smoke,— The Camp-fires of the Past are burning

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  • Henry van Dyke