The Song of HiawathaW. Kent, 1860 - 224 páginas |
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... sunshine of the meadow , Love the shadow of the forest , Love the wind among the branches , And the rain - shower and the snow - storir , And the rushing of great rivers Through their palisades of pine - trees , And the 6 THE SONG OF ...
... sunshine of the meadow , Love the shadow of the forest , Love the wind among the branches , And the rain - shower and the snow - storir , And the rushing of great rivers Through their palisades of pine - trees , And the 6 THE SONG OF ...
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... sunshine , With his flattering words he wooed her , With his sighing and his singing , Gentlest whispers in the branches , Softest music , sweetest odors , Till he drew her to his bosom , Folded in his robes of crimson , Till into a ...
... sunshine , With his flattering words he wooed her , With his sighing and his singing , Gentlest whispers in the branches , Softest music , sweetest odors , Till he drew her to his bosom , Folded in his robes of crimson , Till into a ...
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... In the drowsy , dreamy sunshine , In the never - ending Summer . He it was who sent the wood - birds , Sent the robin , the Opechee , Sent the blue - bird , the Owaissa , Sent the Shawshaw , sent the swallow , Sent the THE FOUR WINDS . 31.
... In the drowsy , dreamy sunshine , In the never - ending Summer . He it was who sent the wood - birds , Sent the robin , the Opechee , Sent the blue - bird , the Owaissa , Sent the Shawshaw , sent the swallow , Sent the THE FOUR WINDS . 31.
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... sunshine . Day by day he gazed upon her , Day by day he sighed with passion , Day by day his heart within him Grew more hot with love and longing For the maid with yellow tresses . But he was too fat and lazy - To bestir himself and woo ...
... sunshine . Day by day he gazed upon her , Day by day he sighed with passion , Day by day his heart within him Grew more hot with love and longing For the maid with yellow tresses . But he was too fat and lazy - To bestir himself and woo ...
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... sunshine Vanished from his sight for ever ; Never more did Shawondasee See the maid with yellow tresses ! Poor , deluded Shawondasee ! ' T was no woman that you gazed at , ' T was no maiden that you sighed for , ' T was the prairie ...
... sunshine Vanished from his sight for ever ; Never more did Shawondasee See the maid with yellow tresses ! Poor , deluded Shawondasee ! ' T was no woman that you gazed at , ' T was no maiden that you sighed for , ' T was the prairie ...
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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!