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(Written June, 1924, En route from Montreal via the North Shore.)

Where once the blackened trunks of spruce and pine

Stood like a phantom host, stark and alone,

Nature, unaided, wrought a work divine;

By self sufficient power did atone

For other's sins. No longer bleak and bare,

The hills again are clad with verdure rare.

All changed the gloomy scene of black despair—

Exultant life and hope spring everywhere.