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

By The Shore Of Gumee
By The Shining
At The Doorway Of The
In The Early Summer

Hiawatha Stood And
All The Air Was Of Freshness
All The Was Bright And Joyous
And Before Him Through The

Westward The Neighboring Forest
Passed In Swarms, The Ahmo
Passed The Bees, The
Burning, Singing In The

Bright Him Shone The Heavens
Level Spread The Lake Him;
From Its Bosom Leaped The
Sparkling, In The Sunshine

On Its Margin The Great
Reflected In The Water
Every Had Its Shadow
Motionless The Water

From The Of Hiawatha
Was Every Trace Of Sorrow
As The Fog Off The Water
As The Of The Meadow

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

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

The Sunshine On His Features
Flecked With His Naked Shoulders
As It Falls And Flecks An
Through The Rifted And Branches

The Water Floating, Flying
Something In The Hazy
Something In The Of Morning
And Lifted 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,
With The Dripping, Flashing
From Its Neck And Feathers?

It Was Neither Goose Nor
Neither Pelican or
O'er The Water Floating,
Through The Mist Of Morning

But A Canoe With Paddles
Rising, Sinking On The
Dripping, Flashing In The
And It Came A People

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

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

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

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

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

(H. W. Longfellow. Vocals: Prior)