Luyện nghe bài hát The Song of Hiawatha

By the of gitche gumee
By the shining
At the doorway of the
In the early summer

Hiawatha stood and
All the air was full of
All the earth was and joyous
And him through the sunshine

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

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

On it's margin the great
reflected in the water
Every had it's shadow
beneath the water

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

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

and waited hiawatha
Toward the sun his were lifted
the palms spread out towards it
And the parted fingers

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

O'er the floating, flying
Something in the distance
Something in the mist of
Loomed and lifted 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,
the water dripping, flashing
From it's neck and feathers?

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

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

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

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

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

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

it the star of evening
Melts and trembles through the
suspended in the twilight
Walks in through the heavens!

(h. w. longfellow. maddy prior)