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Longfellow Henry Wadsworth
«The Song of Hiawatha»

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past the old man's thoughts were,And the maiden's of the future.He was thinking, as he sat there,Of the days when with such arrowsHe had struck the deer and bison,On the Muskoday, the meadow;Shot the wild goose, flying southwardOn the wing, the clamorous Wawa;Thinking of the great war-parties,How they came to buy his arrows,Could not fight without his arrows.Ah, no more such noble warriorsCould be found on earth as they were!Now the men were all like women,Only used their tongues for weapons!She was thinking of a hunter,From 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;Would he come again for arrowsTo the Falls of Minnehaha?On the mat her hands lay idle,And her eyes were very dreamy.Through their thoughts they heard a footstep,Heard a rustling in the branches,And with glowing cheek and forehead,With the deer upon his shoulders,Suddenly from out the woodlandsHiawatha stood before them.Straight the ancient Arrow-makerLooked up gravely from his labor,Laid aside the unfinished arrow,Bade him enter at the doorway,Saying, as he rose to meet him,"Hiawatha, you are welcome!"At the feet of Laughing WaterHiawatha laid his burden,Threw the red deer from his shoulders;And the maiden looked up at him,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-skins dressed and whitened,With the Gods of the DacotahsDrawn and painted on its curtains,And so tall the doorway, hardlyHiawatha stooped to enter,Hardly touched his eagle-feathersAs he entered at the doorway.Then uprose the Laughing Water,From the ground fair Minnehaha,Laid aside her mat unfinished,Brought forth food and set before them,Water brought them from the brooklet,Gave them food in earthen vessels,Gave
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