|Grocott & Ward, comps. Grocotts Familiar Quotations, 6th ed. 189-?.|
|The years last, loveliest smile.|
John Howard Bryant.The Indian Summer.
|The Indian Summer, the dead Summers soul.|
| The beautiful season,|
. . . . . . . the Summer of All-Saints!
Filled was the air with a dreamy and magical light; and the landscape
Lay as if new created in all the freshness of childhood.
Peace seemed to reign upon earth, and the restless heart of the ocean
Was for a moment consoled. All sounds were in harmony blended.
. . . . . . . and the great sun
Looked with the eye of love through the golden vapors around him;
While arrayed in its robes of russet and scarlet and yellow,
Bright with the sheen of the dew, each glittering tree of the forest
Flashed like the palm-tree the Persian adorned with mantles and jewels.
Longfellow.Evangeline, Part I., ii. Line 11.