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forest has spells to enchant me,
 * The mountain has power to enthral:

Yet the grace of a wayside blossom
 * Can stir my heart deeper than all.

O towering steeps, that are mirrored
 * On Saguenay's darkening breast!

O grim, rocky heights, sternly frowning,
 * The thunders have smitten your crest!

Rh