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Longfellow Henry Wadsworth
«The Song of Hiawatha»

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the White Rabbit,Hearing still the gusty laughter,Hearing Shingebis, the diver,Singing, "O Kabibonokka,You are but my fellow-mortal!"Shawondasee, fat and lazy,Had his dwelling far to southward,In the drowsy, dreamy sunshine,In the never-ending Summer.He it was who sent the wood-birds,Sent the robin, the Opechee,Sent the bluebird, the Owaissa,Sent the Shawshaw, sent the swallow,Sent the wild-goose, Wawa, northward,Sent the melons and tobacco,And the grapes in purple clusters.From his pipe the smoke ascendingFilled the sky with haze and vapor,Filled the air with dreamy softness,Gave a twinkle to the water,Touched the rugged hills with smoothness,Brought the tender Indian SummerTo the melancholy north-land,In the dreary Moon of Snow-shoes.Listless, careless Shawondasee!In his life he had one shadow,In his heart one sorrow had he.Once, as he was gazing northward,Far away upon a prairieHe beheld a maiden standing,Saw a tall and slender maidenAll alone upon a prairie;Brightest green were all her garments,And her hair was like the sunshine.Day by day he gazed upon her,Day by day he sighed with passion,Day by day his heart within himGrew more hot with love and longingFor the maid with yellow tresses.But he was too fat and lazyTo bestir himself and woo her.Yes, too indolent and easyTo pursue her and persuade her;So he only gazed upon her,Only sat and sighed with passionFor the maiden of the prairie.Till one morning, looking northward,He beheld her yellow tressesChanged and covered o'er with whiteness,Covered as with whitest snow-flakes."Ah! my brother from the North-land,From the kingdom of Wabasso,From the land of the White Rabbit!You have stolen the maiden from me,You have laid your hand upon her,You have wooed and won my maiden,With your stories of the North-land!"Thus the wretched ShawondaseeBreathed into the air his sorrow;And the South-Wind o'er the prairieWandered warm with sighs of passion,With the sighs of Shawondasee,Till the air seemed full of snow-flakes,Full of thistle-down the prairie,And the
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