Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems

The night is come, but not too soon;
And sinking silently,
All silently, the little moon
Drops down behind the sky.
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On the green little isle of Inchkenneth,
Who is it that walks by the shore,
So gay with his Highland blue bonnet,
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No hay pajaros en los nidos de antano.
Spanish Proverb

The sun is bright,--the air is clear,
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You shall hear how Pau-Puk-Keewis,
How the handsome Yenadizze
Danced at Hiawatha's wedding;
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Should you ask me,
whence these stories?
Whence these legends and traditions,
With the odors of the forest
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X. Hiawatha's Wooing

"As unto the bow the cord is,
So unto the man is woman,
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The sea awoke at midnight from its sleep,
And round the pebbly beaches far and wide
I heard the first wave of the rising tide
Rush onward with uninterrupted sweep;
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Round Autumn's mouldering urn
Loud mourns the chill and cheerless gale,
When nightfall shades the quiet vale
And stars in beauty burn.
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On the shores of Gitche Gumee,
Of the shining Big-Sea-Water,
Stood Nokomis, the old woman,
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Sing, O Song of Hiawatha,
Of the happy days that followed,
In the land of the Ojibways,
In the pleasant land and peaceful!
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