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

By The Of Gitche Gumee
By The Shining
At The Of The Wigwam
In The Early Morning

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

Westward The Neighboring Forest
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, In The Sunshine

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

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

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

Stood And Waited
Toward The Sun His Were Lifted
Both The Palms Spread Out It
And Between The Fingers

The Sunshine On His Features
Flecked With Light His Naked
As It Falls And An Oak-Tree
Through The Leaves And Branches

O'er The Water Floating,
Something In The Hazy
Something In The 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,
With The Water Dripping,
From Its Glossy Neck And

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

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

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

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

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 Down The Water
To The Sky Its Wings Are
Its Blood The Waves Are Reddened!

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

(H. W. Longfellow. Maddy Prior)