The Song of HiawathaUniversity Publishing Company, 1898 - 167 pages |
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Algic Algic Researches answered arrows beauty beaver behold Belt of Wampum beneath Big-Sea-Water birch canoe birds bison Blackfeet branches called canoe Chibiabos corn-fields cried Dacotahs Dance darkness deer deer-skin doorway earth eyes feathers fell fiery fish forest garments Gitche Gumee Gitche Manito guests hand Heard heart heaven heron Hiawatha Homeward Iagoo Kabibonokka Kahgahgee Kenabeek Kwasind Lake Superior land Laughing Water leaped Listen little Hiawatha lodge Longfellow Looked magic Magicians maiden Manabozho Manito meadow Megissogwon mighty Minnehaha Mondamin moon mountains Mudjekeewis Nahma o'er Ojibwa old Nokomis Osseo Oweenee painted Pau-Puk-Keewis pine-trees pitch-water pleasant poem prairie reindeer river rose round rushes sailed Sang sea-gulls serpents shadows Shawondasee shining shouted Shuh-shuh-gah sighing silence singing Song of Hiawatha songs spake Spirit Star stood sturgeon sunset sunshine Taquamenaw tresses tribes Wabasso Wabun wampum war-club warriors Wenonah West-Wind westward whispered wigwam wild wind words yellow Yenadizze
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Page 118 - Down whose stream, as down a river, Westward, westward Hiawatha Sailed into the fiery sunset, Sailed into the purple vapors, Sailed into the dusk of evening. 220 And the people from the margin Watched him floating, rising, sinking, Till the birch canoe seemed lifted High into that sea of splendor, Till it sank into the vapors
Page 103 - Speechless, motionless, unconscious Of the daylight or the darkness. Then they buried Minnehaha ; In the snow a grave they made her, In the forest deep and darksome, 150 Underneath the moaning hemlocks ; Clothed her in her richest garments, Wrapped her in her robes of ermine, Covered her with snow, like ermine ; Thus they buried Minnehaha.
Page 119 - Thus departed Hiawatha, Hiawatha the Beloved, 240 In the glory of the sunset, In the purple mists of evening, To the regions of the home-wind, Of the Northwest wind, Keewaydin, To the Islands of the Blessed, 245 To the kingdom of Ponemah, To the land of the Hereafter
Page 99 - O the long and dreary Winter ! O the cold and cruel Winter ! Ever thicker, thicker, thicker Froze the ice on lake and river, Ever deeper, deeper, deeper 5 Fell the snow o'er all the landscape, Fell the covering snow, and drifted Through the forest, round the village. Hardly from his buried wigwam Could the hunter force a passage
Page 93 - Round their victim, sick and wounded, First a shadow, then a sorrow, Till the air is dark with anguish. Now, o'er all the dreary North-land, Mighty Peboan, the Winter, 20 Breathing on the lakes and rivers, Into stone had changed their waters. From his hair he shook the snow-Hakes, Till the plains were strewn with
Page 29 - Looked up from her mat of rushes, Said with gentle look and accent, " You are welcome, Hiawatha! " Very spacious was the wigwam, Made of deer-skin dressed and whitened, 140 With the Gods of the Dacotahs Drawn and painted on its curtains, And so tall the doorway, hardly Hiawatha stooped to enter, Hardly touched his eagle-feathers
Page 30 - Many years of strife and bloodshed, There is peace between the Ojibways 170 And the tribe of the Dacotahs." Thus continued Hiawatha, And then added, speaking slowly, " That this peace may last forever, And our hands be clasped more closely, 175 And our hearts be more united, Give me as my wife this maiden,
Page 18 - For you pray not like the others, Not for greater skill in hunting, Not for greater craft in fishing, Not for trinmph in the battle, Nor renown among the warriors, 80 But for profit of the people, For advantage of the nations. " From the Master of Life descending, I, the friend of man, Mondamin,
Page 31 - When we are old and lean upon them, Comes a youth with flaunting feathers, With his flute of reeds, a stranger Wanders piping through the village, Beckons to the fairest maiden, 220 And she follows where he leads her, Leaving all things for the stranger! " Pleasant was the journey homeward, Through interminable forests, Over meadow, over mountain,
Page 32 - Sang the bluebird, the Owaissa, " Happy are you, Hiawatha, Having such a wife to love you!" Sang the robin, the Opechee, " Happy are you, Laughing Water, 260 Having such a noble husband! " From the sky the sun benignant Looked upon them through the branches, Saying to them, " O my children, Love is sunshine, hate is shadow,