The Song of HiawathaW. Kent, 1860 - 224 páginas |
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... pleasant water - courses , Dwelt the singer Nawadaha . Round about the Indian village Spread the meadows and the corn - fields , And beyond them stood the forest , Stood the groves of singing pine - trees , Green in Summer , white in ...
... pleasant water - courses , Dwelt the singer Nawadaha . Round about the Indian village Spread the meadows and the corn - fields , And beyond them stood the forest , Stood the groves of singing pine - trees , Green in Summer , white in ...
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... Pleasant was the landscape round him , Pleasant was the air above him , For the bitterness of anger Had departed wholly from him , From his brain the thought of vengeance , From his heart the burning fever . Only once his pace he ...
... Pleasant was the landscape round him , Pleasant was the air above him , For the bitterness of anger Had departed wholly from him , From his brain the thought of vengeance , From his heart the burning fever . Only once his pace he ...
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... , For advantage of the nations . First he built a lodge for fasting , Built a wigwam in the forest , By the shining Big - Sea - Water , In the blithe and pleasant Spring - time , In the Moon of Leaves . he built it , 5 HIAWATHA'S FASTING.
... , For advantage of the nations . First he built a lodge for fasting , Built a wigwam in the forest , By the shining Big - Sea - Water , In the blithe and pleasant Spring - time , In the Moon of Leaves . he built it , 5 HIAWATHA'S FASTING.
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... pleasant is the firelight , But I like the starlight better , Better do I like the moonlight ! " 66 Gravely then said old Nokomis : Bring not here an idle maiden , Bring not here a useless woman , Hands unskilful , feet unwilling ...
... pleasant is the firelight , But I like the starlight better , Better do I like the moonlight ! " 66 Gravely then said old Nokomis : Bring not here an idle maiden , Bring not here a useless woman , Hands unskilful , feet unwilling ...
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... Pleasant is the sound ! " he murmured , " Pleasant is the voice that calls me ! On the outskirts of the forest , 99 ' Twixt the shadow and the sunshine , Herds of 130 THE SONG OF HIAWATHA .
... Pleasant is the sound ! " he murmured , " Pleasant is the voice that calls me ! On the outskirts of the forest , 99 ' Twixt the shadow and the sunshine , Herds of 130 THE SONG OF HIAWATHA .
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Términos y frases comunes
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!