Buffalo Tom Peabody’s The Song of Hiawatha

 

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The Song of Hiawatha by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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The Song of Hiawatha
by
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

By the shore of Gitche Gumee,
By the shining Big-Sea-Water,
At the doorway of his wigwam,
In the pleasant Summer morning,
Hiawatha stood and waited.
All the air was full of freshness,
All the earth was bright and joyous,
And before him, through the sunshine,
Westward toward the neighboring forest
Passed in golden swarms the Ahmo,
Passed the bees, the honey-makers,
Burning, singing in the sunshine.
  Bright above him shone the heavens,
Level spread the lake before him;
From its bosom leaped the sturgeon,

 

Source: Buffalo Tom Peabody’s blog 2

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