Luyện nghe bài hát The Song of Hiawatha

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

Hiawatha and waited
All the air was full of
All the earth was and joyous
And before him the sunshine

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

above him shone the heavens
Level spread the lake before
From bosom leaped the sturgeon
Sparkling, flashing in the

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

the bow of hiawatha
Gone was every trace of
As the fog from off the
As the mist of the

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

Stood and hiawatha
the sun his hands were lifted
Both the palms out towards it
And the parted fingers

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

O'er the water floating,
Something in the distance
Something in the of morning
and lifted from the water
Now seemed floating, now seemed
Coming nearer, nearer,
Was it shingebis, the
Or the pelican, the

Or the heron, the
Or the goose, waw-be-wawa,
With the dripping, flashing
it's glossy neck and feathers?

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

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

Can it be the sun
the level plain of water
Or the red floatin, flying
Wounded by the magic

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

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

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

Over it the star of
and trembles through the purple
Hangs suspended in the
Walks in through the heavens!

(h. w. longfellow. vocals: prior)