Luyện nghe bài hát The Song of Hiawatha

By the of gitche gumee
By the big-sea-water
At the of the wigwam
In the early morning

Hiawatha stood and
All the air was of freshness
All the earth was and joyous
And before him through the

Westward toward the forest
Passed in swams, the ahmo
the bees, the honey-makers
Burning, in the sunshine

above him shone the heavens
Level spread the lake him;
it's bosom leaped the sturgeon
Sparkling, in the sunshine

On it's margin the forest
Stood reflected in the
Every tree-top had it's
Motionless the water

the bow of hiawatha
Gone was trace of sorrow
As the fog off the water
As the mist of the

a smile of joy and gladness
With a of exultation
As of one who in a
Sees is to be, but is not

Stood and waited
Toward the sun his hands were
Both the palms out towards it
And between the fingers

Feel the sunshine on his
Flecked with light his naked
As it falls and an oak-tree
Through the leaves and branches

the water floating, flying
Something in the hazy
Something in the of morning
Loomed and lifted the water
Now floating, now seemed flying
nearer, nearer, nearer
Was it shingebis, the
Or the pelican, the

Or the heron, the
Or the goose, waw-be-wawa,
the water dripping, flashing
From glossy neck and feathers?

It was goose or diver
Neither nor heron
the water floating, flying
Through the shining mist of

But a canoe with paddles
Rising, in the sunshine
Dripping, in the sunshine
And it came a people

Can it be the sun
O'er the level of water
Or the red swan floatin,
by the magic arrow

Staining all the waves with
With the of it's lifeblood
Filling all the air with
Filling all the air plumage

Yes, it is the sun
Sinking down the water
All the sky is stained with
All the flushed with crimson!

No, it is the red swan
down beneath the water
To the sky wings are lifted
it's blood the waves are reddened!

Over it the star of
Melts and through the purple
suspended in the twilight
Walks in through the heavens!

(h. w. longfellow. vocals: prior)