The Song of HiawathaG. Routledge & Company, 1856 - 255 páginas |
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... Painted like the leaves of Autumn , Painted like the sky of morning , Wildly glaring at each other ; In their faces stern defiance , In their hearts the feuds of ages , The hereditary hatred , The ancestral thirst of vengeance . Gitche ...
... Painted like the leaves of Autumn , Painted like the sky of morning , Wildly glaring at each other ; In their faces stern defiance , In their hearts the feuds of ages , The hereditary hatred , The ancestral thirst of vengeance . Gitche ...
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... paint from your faces , Wash the blood - stains from your fingers , Bury your war - clubs and your weapons , Break the red stone from this quarry , Mould and make it into Peace - Pipes , Take the reeds that grow beside you , Deck them ...
... paint from your faces , Wash the blood - stains from your fingers , Bury your war - clubs and your weapons , Break the red stone from this quarry , Mould and make it into Peace - Pipes , Take the reeds that grow beside you , Deck them ...
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... paint ; On the banks their clubs they buried , Buried all their warlike weapons . Gitche Manito , the mighty , The Great Spirit , the creator , Smiled upon his helpless children ! And in silence all the warriors Broke the red stone of ...
... paint ; On the banks their clubs they buried , Buried all their warlike weapons . Gitche Manito , the mighty , The Great Spirit , the creator , Smiled upon his helpless children ! And in silence all the warriors Broke the red stone of ...
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... painted With the brightest streaks of crimson , And whose voice awoke the village , Called the deer , and called the hunter . Lonely in the sky was Wabun ; Though the birds sang gaily to him , Though the wild - flowers of the meadow ...
... painted With the brightest streaks of crimson , And whose voice awoke the village , Called the deer , and called the hunter . Lonely in the sky was Wabun ; Though the birds sang gaily to him , Though the wild - flowers of the meadow ...
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... Painted all the trees with scarlet , Stained the leaves with red and yellow ; He it was who sent the snow - flakes , Sifting , hissing through the forest , Froze the ponds , the lakes , the rivers , Drove the loon and sea - gull ...
... Painted all the trees with scarlet , Stained the leaves with red and yellow ; He it was who sent the snow - flakes , Sifting , hissing through the forest , Froze the ponds , the lakes , the rivers , Drove the loon and sea - gull ...
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answered arrows beauty beaver behold beneath Big-Sea-Water birch canoe birds bison blue-bird branches breath Chibiabos corn-fields cried Dacotahs Dance darkness deer deer-skin doorway eyes feathers fen-lands fiery fish forest garments Gitche Gumee Gitche Manito guests hand Heard heart heaven heron Hiawatha Homeward hunter Iagoo Indian Kabibonokka Kahgahgee Kenabeek Kwasind lake Lake Superior land Laughing Water leaped Listen little Hiawatha lodge looked magic Magicians maiden maize meadow Megissogwon mighty Minnehaha Mondamin Moon morning mountains Mudjekeewis Nahma night o'er oak-tree old Nokomis Onaway Osseo Oweenee painted Pau-Puk-Keewis Peace-Pipe pine-trees pleasant plumage prairie Ravens red deer river rose round rushes sailing Sang sea-gulls serpents shadows Shawondasee shining shining land shouted Shuh-shuh-gah sighing silence singing song Song of Hiawatha spake Spirit Star stood sturgeon sunset sunshine tree-tops tresses tribes village Wabasso Wabun wampum war-club warriors Wenonah West-Wind westward whispered wigwam wild wind yellow Yenadizze
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Página 34 - Mndway-aushka !" said the water. Saw the fire-fly, Wah-wah-taysee, Flitting through the dusk of evening, With the twinkle of its candle Lighting up the brakes and bushes ; And he...
Página 102 - As unto the bow the cord is, So unto the man is woman. Though she bends him, she obeys him ; Though she draws him, yet she follows ; Useless each without the other...
Página 33 - There the wrinkled old Nokomis Nursed the little Hiawatha, Rocked him in his linden cradle, Bedded soft in moss and rushes, Safely bound with reindeer sinews; Stilled his fretful wail by saying, "Hush! the Naked Bear will hear thee!" Lulled him into slumber singing, "Ewa-yea! my little owlet!
Página 236 - Thus departed Hiawatha, Hiawatha the Beloved, In the glory of the sunset, In the purple mists of evening, To the regions of the home-wind, Of the Northwest- Wind, Keewaydin, To the Islands of the Blessed, To the Kingdom of Ponemah, To the Land of the Hereafter!
Página 37 - Go, my son, into the forest, Where the red deer herd together, Kill for us a famous roebuck, Kill for us a deer with antlers!" Forth into the forest straightway All alone walked Hiawatha Proudly, with his bow and arrows; And the birds sang round him, o'er him, "Do not shoot us, Hiawatha!
Página 36 - Then the little Hiawatha Learned of every bird its language, Learned their names and all their secrets, How they built their nests in summer, Where they hid themselves in winter. Talked with them whene'er he met them, Called them "Hiawatha's Chickens.
Página 199 - NEVER stoops the soaring vulture On his quarry in the desert, On the sick or wounded bison, But another vulture, watching From his high aerial look-out, Sees the downward plunge, and follows ; And a third pursues the second, Coming from the invisible ether, First a speck, and then a vulture, Till the air is dark with pinions.
Página 8 - Ye who love the haunts of Nature, Love the sunshine of the meadow, Love the shadow of the forest, Love the wind among the branches, And the rain-shower and the snow-storm, And the rushing of great rivers Through their palisades of pine-trees, And the thunder in the mountains...
Página 50 - Made his arrow-heads of sandstone, Arrow-heads of chalcedony, Arrow-heads of flint and jasper, Smoothed and sharpened at the edges, Hard and polished, keen and costly. With him dwelt his dark-eyed daughter, Wayward as the Minnehaha, With her moods of shade and sunshine, Eyes that smiled and frowned alternate, Feet as rapid as the river, Tresses flowing like the water, And as musical a laughter ; And he named her from the river, From the water-fall he named her, Minnehaha. Laughing Water.
Página 225 - Of the distant days that shall be. I beheld the westward marches Of the unknown, crowded nations. All the land was full of people, Restless, struggling, toiling, striving, Speaking many tongues, yet feeling But one heart-beat in their bosoms. In the woodlands rang their axes, Smoked their towns in all the valleys, Over all the lakes and rivers Rushed their great canoes of thunder.