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 And through the lonely night sweeps their refrain

Like Chopin's prelude, sobbing 'neath the rain.

The wild grape mantling the trail and tree,

Festoons in graceful veils its drapery,

Its tendrils cling, as cllngs the memory stirred

By some evasive haunting tune, twice heard.

It is the blood-hued maple straight and strong,

Voicing abroad its patriotic song.

Its daring colours bravely flinging forth

The ensign of the Nation of the North.

Elfin bell in azure dress,

Chiming all day long,

Ringing through the wilderness

Dulcet notes of song.

Daintiest of forest flowers

Weaving hlie a spell—

Music through the Autumn hours,

Little Elfin bell.