The Song of HiawathaW. Kent, 1860 - 224 páginas |
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... XVIII . THE DEATH OF KWASIND XIX . THE GHOSTS XX . THE FAMINE XXI . THE WHITE MAN'S FOOT XXII . HIAWATHA'S Departure NOTES · 198 210 • 224 • 243 250 · 262 272 284 297 THE SONG OF HIAWATHA . SHOULD you ask me , iv CONTENTS .
... XVIII . THE DEATH OF KWASIND XIX . THE GHOSTS XX . THE FAMINE XXI . THE WHITE MAN'S FOOT XXII . HIAWATHA'S Departure NOTES · 198 210 • 224 • 243 250 · 262 272 284 297 THE SONG OF HIAWATHA . SHOULD you ask me , iv CONTENTS .
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... Kwasind . Straight between them ran the pathway , Never grew the grass upon it ; Singing birds , that utter falsehoods , Story - tellers , mischief - makers , Found no eager ear to listen , Could not breed ill - will between them , For ...
... Kwasind . Straight between them ran the pathway , Never grew the grass upon it ; Singing birds , that utter falsehoods , Story - tellers , mischief - makers , Found no eager ear to listen , Could not breed ill - will between them , For ...
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... the best of all musicians , He the sweetest of all singers ; For his gentleness he loved him , And the magic of his singing . Dear , too , unto Hiawatha Was the very strong man , Kwasind , He the HIAWATHA'S FRIENDS . 8893.
... the best of all musicians , He the sweetest of all singers ; For his gentleness he loved him , And the magic of his singing . Dear , too , unto Hiawatha Was the very strong man , Kwasind , He the HIAWATHA'S FRIENDS . 8893.
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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Was the very strong man , Kwasind , He the strongest of all mortals , He the mightiest among many ; For his very strength he loved him , For his strength allied to goodness . Idle in his youth was Kwasind ...
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Was the very strong man , Kwasind , He the strongest of all mortals , He the mightiest among many ; For his very strength he loved him , For his strength allied to goodness . Idle in his youth was Kwasind ...
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... Kwasind Rose , but made no angry answer ; From the lodge went forth in silence , Took the nets , that hung together , Dripping , freezing at the doorway , Like a wisp of straw he wrung them , Like a wisp of straw he broke them , Could ...
... Kwasind Rose , but made no angry answer ; From the lodge went forth in silence , Took the nets , that hung together , Dripping , freezing at the doorway , Like a wisp of straw he wrung them , Like a wisp of straw he broke them , Could ...
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answered arrows beauty beaver behold beneath Big-Sea-Water birch canoe birds bison blue-bird Bowl branches breath Chibiabos corn-fields cried Dacotahs Dance darkness deer deer-skin doorway eyes feathers fen-lands fiery fish forest garments gayly Gitche Gumee Gitche Manito gleaming guests hand Heard heart heaven heron 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 o'er oak-tree old Nokomis Onaway Osseo Oweenee painted Pau-Puk-Keewis 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 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 wonder yellow Yenadizze
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Página 8 - Ye whose hearts are fresh and simple, Who have faith in God and Nature, Who believe, that in all ages Every human heart is human, That in even savage bosoms There are longings, yearnings, strivings For the good they comprehend not, That the feeble hands and helpless, Groping blindly in the darkness, Touch God's right hand in that darkness And are lifted up and strengthened...
Página 3 - Should you ask me whence these stories, Whence these legends and traditions, With the odors of the forest, With the dew and damp of meadows, With the curling smoke of wigwams, With the rushing of great rivers, With their frequent repetitions, And their wild reverberations As of thunder in the mountains, I should answer, I should tell you : From the forests and the prairies; From the great lakes of the Northland, From the land of the Ojibways...
Página 45 - Hiawatha!" But he heeded not, nor heard them, For his thoughts were with the red deer; On their tracks his eyes were fastened, Leading downward to the river, To the ford across the river, And as one in slumber walked he. Hidden in the...
Página 40 - Ewa-yea ! my little owlet ! Who is this, that lights the wigwam ? With his great eyes lights the wigwam ? Ewa-yea ! my little owlet ! " Many things Nokomis taught him Of the stars that shine in heaven ; Showed him Ishkoodah, the comet, Ishkoodah, with fiery tresses ; Showed the Death-Dance of the spirits, Warriors with their plumes and...
Página 90 - Birch-tree! Growing by the rushing river, Tall and stately in the valley ! I a light canoe will build me, Build a swift Cheemaun for sailing, That shall float upon the river, Like a yellow leaf in Autumn, Like a yellow water-lily!
Página 88 - Growing by the rushing river, Tall and stately in the valley ! I a light canoe will build me, Build a swift Cheemaun for sailing, That shall float upon the river, Like a yellow leaf in Autumn, Like a yellow water-lily ! " Lay aside your cloak, O Birch-Tree ! Lay aside your white-skin wrapper, For the Summer-time is coming, fe.
Página 91 - And the tree with all its branches Rustled in the breeze of morning, Saying, with a sigh of patience, "Take my cloak, O Hiawatha!
Página 79 - And still later, when the Autumn Changed the long, green leaves to yellow, And the soft and juicy kernels Grew like wampum hard and yellow, Then the ripened ears he gathered, Stripped the withered husks from off them, As he once had stripped the wrestler, Gave the first Feast of Mondamin, And made known unto the people This new gift of the Great Spirit.
Página 127 - 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 91 - Down the trunk, from top to bottom, Sheer he cleft the bark asunder, With a wooden wedge he raised it, Stripped it from the trunk -unbroken. "Give me of your boughs, O Cedar! Of your strong and pliant branches, My canoe to make more steady, Make more strong and firm beneath me!