The Song of HiawathaHoughton Mifflin, 1908 - 242 من الصفحات The narrative poem about Hiawatha, "he who makes rivers," in which he is challenged by the powers of nature that continually war against man. |
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answered arrows beauty beaver behold belts of wampum beneath Big-Sea-Water birch canoe birds bison branches breath Chibiabos cornfields cried Dacotahs Dance darkness deer deer-skin doorway eyes feathers fiery forest garments Gitche Gumee Gitche Manito gleaming hand handsome Heard heart heaven heron Hiawatha Homeward Iagoo Indian Kabibonokka Kahgahgee Kenabeek Kwasind lake Lake Superior land Laughing Water laughter leaped Listen little Hiawatha lodge looked magic magician maiden maize Manito meadow Megissogwon mighty Minneha Minnehaha Mondamin Moon morning mountains Mudjekeewis N. C. WYETH Nahma o'er old Nokomis Osseo Oweenee painted Pau-Puk-Keewis Peace-Pipe pine-trees pleasant prairie Ravens river rock rose round rushes sailing Sang sea-gulls serpents shadows Shawondasee shining shouted Shuh-shuh-gah sighing silence singing slowly song Song of Hiawatha spake Spirit Star stood sturgeon sunset sunshine tree-tops tresses tribes village Wabasso Wabun wampum war-club warriors Wenonah West-Wind westward whispered wigwam wild yellow yellow water-lily Yenadizze
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الصفحة 95 - As unto the bow the cord is, So unto the man is woman, Though she bends him, she obeys him, Though she draws him, yet she follows, Useless each without the other...
الصفحة 69 - Take them all, O Hiawatha!" From the earth he tore the fibres, Tore the tough roots of the Larch-Tree, Closely sewed the bark together, Bound it closely to the framework.
الصفحة 28 - By the shores of Gitche Gumee, By the shining Big-Sea-Water, Stood the wigwam of Nokomis, Daughter of the Moon, Nokomis. Dark behind it rose the forest, Rose the black and gloomy pine-trees, THE SONG OF HIAWATHA Rose the firs with cones upon them ; Bright before it beat the water, Beat the clear and sunny water, Beat the shining Big-Sea-Water.
الصفحة 191 - NEVER stoops the soaring vulture On his quarry in the desert, On the sick or wounded bison, But another vulture, watching From his high aerial look-out, Sees the downward plunge, and follows ; And a third pursues the second, Coming from the invisible ether, First a speck, and then a vulture, Till the air is dark with pinions.
الصفحة 70 - Thus the Birch Canoe was builded In the valley, by the river, In the bosom of the forest ; And the forest's life was in it, All its mystery and its magic, All the lightness of the birch-tree, All the toughness of the cedar, All the larch's supple sinews ; And it floated on the river Like a yellow leaf in Autumn, Like a yellow water-lily.
الصفحة 6 - ON the Mountains of the Prairie, On the great Red Pipe-stone Quarry, Gitche Manito, the mighty, He the Master of Life, descending, On the red crags of the quarry Stood erect, and called the nations, Called the tribes of men together.
الصفحة 100 - ... another tribe and country, Young and tall and very handsome, Who one morning, in the Spring-time, Came to buy her father's arrows, Sat and rested in the wigwam, Lingered long about the doorway, Looking back as he departed. She had heard her father praise him, Praise his courage and his wisdom ; 99 100 Would he come again for arrows To the Falls of Minnehaha? On the mat her hands lay idle, And her eyes were very dreamy.
الصفحة 9 - Came the Mandans and Dacotahs, Came the Hurons and Ojibways, All the warriors drawn together By the signal of the Peace-Pipe, To the Mountains of the Prairie, To the great Red Pipe-stone Quarry. And they stood there on the meadow, With their weapons and their war gear, Painted like the leaves of Autumn, Painted like the sky of morning...
الصفحة 33 - There he waited till the deer came, Till he saw two antlers lifted, Saw two eyes look from the thicket, Saw two nostrils point to windward, And a deer came down the pathway, Flecked with leafy light and shadow.
الصفحة 152 - He is dead, the sweet musician! He the sweetest of all singers! He has gone from us forever, He has moved a little nearer To the Master of all music, To the Master of all singing!