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Longfellow Henry Wadsworth
«The Song of Hiawatha»

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to the nations,Which should be their food forever.And still later, when the AutumnChanged the long, green leaves to yellow,And the soft and juicy kernelsGrew like wampum hard and yellow,Then the ripened ears he gathered,Stripped the withered husks from off them,As he once had stripped the wrestler,Gave the first Feast of Mondamin,And made known unto the peopleThis new gift of the Great Spirit.

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Hiawatha's Friends




Two good friends had Hiawatha,Singled out from all the others,Bound to him in closest union,And to whom he gave the right handOf his heart, in joy and sorrow;Chibiabos, the musician,And the very strong man, Kwasind.Straight between them ran the pathway,Never grew the grass upon it;Singing birds, that utter falsehoods,Story-tellers, mischief-makers,Found no eager ear to listen,Could not breed ill-will between them,For they kept each other's counsel,Spake with naked hearts together,Pondering much and much contrivingHow the tribes of men might prosper.Most beloved by HiawathaWas the gentle Chibiabos,He the best of all musicians,He the sweetest of all singers.Beautiful and childlike was he,Brave as man is, soft as woman,Pliant as a wand of willow,Stately as a deer with antlers.When he sang, the village listened;All the warriors gathered round him,All the women came to hear him;Now he stirred their souls to passion,Now he melted them to pity.From the hollow reeds he fashionedFlutes so musical and mellow,That the brook, the Sebowisha,Ceased to murmur in the woodland,That the wood-birds ceased from singing,And the squirrel, Adjidaumo,Ceased his chatter in the oak-tree,And the rabbit, the Wabasso,Sat upright to look and listen.Yes, the brook, the Sebowisha,Pausing, said, "O Chibiabos,Teach my waves to flow in music,Softly as your words in singing!"Yes, the bluebird, the Owaissa,Envious, said, "O Chibiabos,Teach me tones as wild and wayward,Teach me songs as full of frenzy!"Yes, the robin, the Opechee,Joyous, said, "O Chibiabos,Teach me tones as sweet and tender,Teach me songs as full
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