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pack Rides o - ver the steep in the wild tor - rent's

crag, I chase with my ar - row the flight of the

leaves, And Har - vest en - cum - bers her gar - ners with

track,&mdash; Ev'n there my free home is; there watch I the

stag; Through snow - drifts en - gulf - ing, I fol - low the

sheaves, When the flail of No - vem - ber is swing-insg with

flocks Wan - der white as the foam is on

bear. And face the gaunt wolf when he

might. And the mil - ler De - cem - ber is