Luyện nghe bài hát Sapokanikan

The cause is
The map of
Is and bevelled
The lorn and levelled
By some and powerful hand

Which plays the monument
And drums upon a bag
The
rag

Sang do you me?
you remember?
The snow above me
The renders:
The is in the hand of God

a patch of grass, her
Bones the old Dutch hid
While elsewhere
And the disguise
What the scholars was a mother and kid

Interred other daughters
In in other potters' fields
them, parades
Mark the passing of
Through parks where pale colonnades arch in marble and

Where all of the twenty-thousand your footfall
And the causes they died for are lost in the idling calls
And the records they are cryptic at best
in obsolescence
The text not yield, nor x-ray reveal
With any
Where the hand of the master begins and

I fell, I tried to do well but I be
Will you tell the one that I love to and hold me
I and call for the doctor
But the swallows me whole with ol' Florry Walker
And the event only in print

He
"It's alright"
And "It's all now"
And the plane
His belt
The boy was known to unusual daring
And, a "boy"
This alderman, confounding Tammany
In whose employ King Tamanend preceeded John's fall

So we all a standard
To which the wise and honest soul may
To a hunter
A hundred from now, may look and despair
And see wonder
The we have left to rust in the parks
Swearing that our hair on end
To see John Purroy Mitchel

For the Western front where work count
O mercy! O God!
Go out, await the hunter to decipher the
And what lies under the is gone

Look and
and despair