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William Wilfred Campbell, comp.  The Oxford Book of Canadian Verse.  1913.
 
November
By Alexander Louis Fraser (1870–1954)
 
EACH sapless leaf that lingers here
    Where bare woods mourn
Shall soon upon Wind’s silvery bier
    Be gravewards borne.
 
The bees have left our honey-bowers,        5
    The birds are fled;
And ’neath the blight of frost our flowers
    Have fallen—dead!
 
Yon meadow now, where grass grew green,
    No grazing yields:        10
No bells are heard, no flocks are seen
    In far, fenced fields.
 
Where children played till all the ground
    Was wet with dew,
Autumn, to-day, with threatening sound        15
    Snow trumpets blew.
Fear not November’s challenge bold—
    We’ve books and friends;
And hearths that never can grow cold:
    These make amends!        20
 
 
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