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 summer morning

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

Westward the neighbouring forest
Passed in swams, the ahmo
the bees, the honey-makers
Burning, singing in the

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

On it's the great forest
Stood reflected in the
Every tree-top had it's
Motionless beneath the

the bow of hiawatha
Gone was every of sorrow
As the fog from off the
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 waited
Toward the sun his were lifted
Both the palms spread out it
And between the parted

the sunshine on his features
Flecked light his naked shoulders
As it falls and an oak-tree
Through the rifted leaves and

O'er the water floating,
Something in the distance
in the mist of morning
Loomed and lifted from the
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,
With the water dripping,
it's glossy neck and feathers?

It was neither or diver
Neither nor heron
the water floating, flying
Through the mist of morning

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

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

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

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

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

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

(h. w. longfellow. maddy prior)