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Lyrics by John B Tabb
Tabb, John B. (1845-1909)
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QUATRAINS.
SONNETS.
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Lyrics by John B Tabb
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INDIAN SUMMER.
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.
Lyrics by John B Tabb