A Vagabond Song
Bliss Carman
1861 to 1929
Track 1
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We must rise and follow her,
The scarlet of the maples can shake me like a cry
When from every hill of flame
And my lonely spirit thrills
Touch of manner, hint of mood;
And my heart is like a rhyme,
There is something in the autumn that is native to my blood—
She calls and calls each vagabond by name.
Of bugles going by.
With the yellow and the purple and the crimson keeping time.
To see the frosty asters like a smoke upon the hills.
There is something in October sets the gypsy blood astir;
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