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Review: The Song of HiawathaUser Review - Karrie - Goodreads
I am re-re-reading this again. It always makes me smile and cry and want to sing and dance. I love Longfellow. I love Hiawatha. Read full review
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Review: The Song of HiawathaUser Review - Tina - Goodreads
It was a sad and really inspiring story about indians Read full review
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answered arrows beauty beaver behold belts of wampum beneath Big-Sea-Water birch canoe birds bison Bowl branches breath Chibiabos cornfields cried Dacotahs Dance darkness deer deer-skin doorway eyes feathers fell fiery fish forest garments gayly Gitche Gumee Gitche Manito gleaming guests hand hear Heard heart heaven heron Hiawatha Homeward Iagoo Indian Kabibonokka Kahgahgee Kenabeek Kwasind lake Lake Superior land Laughing Water leaped Listen little Hiawatha lodge looked magic magician maiden maize meadow Megissogwon mighty 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 red deer river rose round rushes 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 Yenadizze
Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 4 - 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.
Page 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.
Page 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...
Page 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.