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Emily Pauline Johnson

(10 March 1861 – 7 March 1913 / Chiefswood, Ontario)

The overture


October's orchestra plays softly on
The northern forest with its thousand strings,
And Autumn, the conductor wields anon
The Golden-rod-- The baton that he swings.

Submitted: Thursday, January 01, 2004

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