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

By The Shore Of Gitche
By The Shining
At The Of The Wigwam
In The Summer Morning

Hiawatha And Waited
All The Air Was Full Of
All The Was Bright And Joyous
And Before Him Through The

Westward Toward The Neighboring
Passed In Golden Swarms, The
Passed The Bees, The
Burning, Singing In The

Bright Above Him Shone The
Spread The Lake Before Him;
From Its Bosom Leaped The
Sparkling, Flashing In The

On Its The Great Forest
Stood Reflected In The
Tree-Top Had Its Shadow
Motionless Beneath The

The Brow Of Hiawatha
Gone Was Every Of Sorrow
As The Fog From Off The
As The Mist Of The

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

Stood And Waited
Toward The Sun His Hands Lifted
Both The Palms Spread Out It
And Between The Parted

Feel The Sunshine On His
Flecked With Light His Shoulders
As It And Flecks An Oak-Tree
The Rifted Leaves And Branches

O'er The Floating, Flying
Something In The Distance
In The Mist Of Morning
Loomed And Lifted The Water

Now Seemed Floating, Now Flying
Nearer, 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 And Feathers?

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

But A Birch Canoe With
Rising, On The Water
Dripping, In The Sunshine
And It Came A People

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

Staining All The With Crimson
With The Of Its Lifeblood
Filling All The Air With
All The Air With Plumage

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

No, It Is The Red Floating
Diving Beneath The Water
To The Sky Its Are Lifted
Its Blood The Waves Are Reddened!

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

(H. W. Longfellow. Vocals: Prior)