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CANADIAN SINGERS AND THEIR SONGS
Lapooka.
The clouds roll over the pine trees,
Like waves that are charged with ire;
Golden and glory hued, their crests,
Ablaze with a gorgeous fire.
The sun has gone down in splendour,
The heavens are wild with flame,
And all the horizon is burning
With colours that have no name.
And over the mighty forests
The mystical hues are spread,
Calm as the smiles of the Angels,
Still as the peaceful dead.
And the lake, serene and thoughtful,
And the river, deep in dreams,
And the purple cliff in the distance,
Are robed with the glory-gleams.
Chas. Sangster.
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