Luyện nghe bài hát The Song Of Hiawatha (Incantations part 2)

By The Of Gitche Gumee
By The Big-Sea-Water
At The Doorway Of The
In The Summer Morning

Hiawatha And Waited
All The Air Was Of Freshness
All The Earth Was And Joyous
And Before Him The Sunshine

Westward The Neighboring Forest
Passed In Swarms, The Ahmo
The Bees, The Honey-Makers
Burning, In The Sunshine

Above Him Shone The Heavens
Level Spread The Lake Him;
Its Bosom Leaped The Sturgeon
Sparkling, Flashing In The

On Its The Great Forest
Stood Reflected In The
Every Tree-Top Had Its
Motionless The Water

From The Brow Of
Gone Was Trace Of Sorrow
As The Fog From Off The
As The Mist Of The

With A Of Joy And Gladness
With A Look Of
As Of One Who In A
What Is To Be, But Is Not

Stood And Hiawatha
Toward The Sun His Hands Lifted
Both The Palms Spread Out It
And Between The Fingers

Feel The On His Features
Flecked With Light His Naked
As It And Flecks An Oak-Tree
Through The Rifted Leaves And

O'er The Floating, Flying
Something In The Hazy
Something In The Of Morning
Loomed And From The Water

Now Seemed Floating, Now 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 Its Glossy Neck And

It Was Goose Nor Diver
Pelican or Heron
O'er The Floating, Flying
The Shining Mist Of Morning

But A Birch Canoe Paddles
Rising, Sinking On The
Dripping, In The Sunshine
And Within It Came A

Can It Be The Sun
O'er The Level Of Water
Or The Red Floating, Flying
By The Magic Arrow

Staining All The Waves With
With The Crimson Of Its
All The Air With Splendor
Filling All The Air Plumage

Yes, It Is The Sun
Sinking Into The Water
All The Sky Is Stained Purple
All The Flushed With Crimson!

No, It Is The Red Swan
Down Beneath The Water
To The Sky Its Wings Are
With Its Blood The Are Reddened!

Over It The Of Evening
Melts And Through The Purple
Hangs Suspended In The
Walks In Silence The Heavens!

(H. W. Longfellow. Maddy Prior)