Luyện nghe bài hát The Song of Hiawatha

By the shore of gumee
By the big-sea-water
At the doorway of the
In the early morning

Hiawatha stood and
All the air was of freshness
All the earth was bright and
And before him the sunshine

Westward toward the neighbouring
Passed in golden swams, the
Passed the bees, the
Burning, in the sunshine

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

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

From the bow of
Gone was every of sorrow
As the fog off the water
As the mist of the

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

Stood and hiawatha
Toward the sun his were lifted
the palms spread out towards it
And between the fingers

Feel the on his features
with light his naked shoulders
As it and flecks an oak-tree
Through the leaves and branches

the water floating, flying
Something in the distance
Something in the mist of
Loomed and from the water
Now floating, now seemed flying
Coming 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 it's glossy neck and

It was neither goose or
pelican nor heron
O'er the floating, flying
the shining mist of morning

But a birch canoe paddles
Rising, in the sunshine
Dripping, flashing in the
And within it a people

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

Staining all the waves with
With the crimson of it's
Filling all the air splendour
Filling all the air with

Yes, it is the sun
Sinking into the water
All the sky is with purple
All the water flushed crimson!

No, it is the red floating
Diving down the water
To the sky wings are lifted
With it's the waves are reddened!

Over it the star of
Melts and trembles the purple
Hangs in the twilight
Walks in silence the heavens!

(h. w. longfellow. maddy prior)