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Longfellow Henry Wadsworth
«The Song of Hiawatha»

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him, scourged him, crucified him;How he rose from where they laid him,Walked again with his disciples,And ascended into heaven.And the chiefs made answer, saying:"We have listened to your message,We have heard your words of wisdom,We will think on what you tell us.It is well for us, O brothers,That you come so far to see us!"Then they rose up and departedEach one homeward to his wigwam,To the young men and the womenTold the story of the strangersWhom the Master of Life had sent themFrom the shining land of Wabun.Heavy with the heat and silenceGrew the afternoon of Summer;With a drowsy sound the forestWhispered round the sultry wigwam,With a sound of sleep the waterRippled on the beach below it;From the cornfields shrill and ceaselessSang the grasshopper, Pah-puk-keena;And the guests of Hiawatha,Weary with the heat of Summer,Slumbered in the sultry wigwam.Slowly o'er the simmering landscapeFell the evening's dusk and coolness,And the long and level sunbeamsShot their spears into the forest,Breaking through its shields of shadow,Rushed into each secret ambush,Searched each thicket, dingle, hollow;Still the guests of HiawathaSlumbered In the silent wigwam.From his place rose Hiawatha,Bade farewell to old Nokomis,Spake in whispers, spake in this wise,Did not wake the guests, that slumbered."I am going, O Nokomis,On a long and distant journey,To the portals of the Sunset.To the regions of the home-wind,Of the Northwest-Wind, Keewaydin.But these guests I leave behind me,In your watch and ward I leave them;See that never harm comes near them,See that never fear molests them,Never danger nor suspicion,Never want of food or shelter,In the lodge of Hiawatha!"Forth into the village went he,Bade farewell to all the warriors,Bade farewell to all the young men,Spake persuading, spake in this wise:"I am going, O my people,On a long and distant journey;Many moons and many wintersWill have come, and will have vanished,Ere I come again
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