Luyện nghe bài hát Indian Names

Ye say they all have passed away,
That noble and brave,
That their light canoes vanish'd
From off the wave.

That 'mid the forests where roam'd
There no hunter's shout;
But their name is on waters,
Ye may not it out.

where Ontario's billow
Like Ocean's surge is
strong Niagara's thunders wake
The of the world;

red Missouri bringeth
Rich from the west,
And sweetly sleeps
On Virginia's breast.

Ye say, cone-like cabins,
That o'er the vale,
fled away like wither'd leaves
Before the autumn

But their liveth on your hills,
Their baptism on shore;
everlasting rivers speak
Their of yore.

Old wears it
her lordly crown,
And broad Ohio it
all her young renown;

Connecticut hath it
Where her foliage waves,
And bold Kentucky breathed it
all her ancient caves.

Wachuset its lingering voice
Within its heart,
And Alleghany its tone
his lofty chart:

Monadnock on his hoar
seal the sacred trust;
Your mountains build monument,
Though ye destroy their