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MIRAGE - THE PASSING WEST by ELIZABETH GARBUTT

First Line: TALL POPLARS SHIVER IN THE SUMMER HEAT
Last Line: AND POPLAR TREES ARE SHIVERING IN THE HEAT.
Subject(s): MIRAGES; WEST (U.S.) - EXPLORATION;
Tall poplars shiver in the summer heat;
Dim ghosts of red men sit
On ponies silently.
They shade far-seeing eyes
With tawny hands, and gaze into the West.

A shaggy line of bison tramps across
The dusty, gray-green sage;
And lo, Red River carts
Are seen, log shacks, and scarlet uniforms;

Great herds of cattle pass; then glint of ploughs,
The waving wheat, and smoke
Of trains. The Indians
Have ridden, ghost-like, by;
And poplar trees are shivering in the heat.



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