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When the grey lake water rushes	A
Past the dripping alder bushes	A
And the bodeful autumn wind	B
In the fir tree weeps and hushes	A
When the air is sharply damp	C
Round the solitary camp	C
And the moose bush in the thicket	D
Glimmers like a scarlet lamp	C
When the birches twinkle yellow	E
And the cornel bunches mellow	E
And the owl across the twilight	F
Trumpets to his downy fellow	E
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When the nut fed chipmunks romp	G
Through the maples' crimson pomp	G
And the slim viburnum flushes	A
In the darkness of the swamp	G
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When the blueberries are dead	H
When the rowan clusters red	H
And the shy bear summer sleekened	H
In the bracken makes his bed	H
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On a day there comes once more	I
To the latched and lonely door	I
Down the wood road striding silent	H
One who has been here before	I
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Green spruce branches for his head	H
Here he makes his simple bed	H
Crouching with the sun and rising	J
When the dawn is frosty red	H
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All day long he wanders wide	H
With the grey moss for his guide	H
And his lonely axe stroke startles	A
The expectant forest side	H
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Toward the quiet close of day	H
Back to camp he takes his way	H
And about his sober footsteps	A
Unafraid the squirrels play	H
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On his roof the red leaf falls	A
At his door the bluejay calls	A
And he hears the wood mice hurry	K
Up and down his rough log walls	A
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Hears the laughter of the loon	L
Thrill the dying afternoon	L
Hears the calling of the moose	A
Echo to the early moon	L
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And he hears the partridge drumming	J
The belated hornet humming	J
All the faint prophetic sounds	A
That foretell the winter's coming	J
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And the wind about his eaves	A
Through the chilly night wet grieves	A
And the earth's dumb patience fills him	M
Fellow to the falling leaves	A

Sir Charles George Douglas Roberts

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