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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=409792" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Song Of Hiawatha: Introduction And Vocabulary</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=409792" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Should you ask me, whence these stories? <br>Whence these legends and traditions, <br>With the odors of the forest <br>With the dew and damp of meadows,<br>With the curling smoke of wigwams,<br>With the rushing of great rivers,<br>With their frequent repetitions,<br>And their wild reverberations<br>As of thunder in the mountains?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=409792" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I should answer, I should tell you,<br>'From the forests and the prairies,<br>From the great lakes of the Northland,<br>From the land of the Ojibways,<br>From the land of the Dacotahs,<br>From the mountains, moors, and fen-lands<br>Where the heron, the Shuh-shuh-gah,<br>Feeds among the reeds and rushes.<br>I repeat them as I heard them<br>From the lips of Nawadaha,<br>The musician, the sweet singer.'</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=409792" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Should you ask where Nawadaha<br>Found these songs so wild and wayward,<br>Found these legends and traditions,<br>I should answer, I should tell you,<br>'In the bird's-nests of the forest,<br>In the lodges of the beaver,<br>In the hoofprint of the bison,<br>In the eyry of the eagle!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=409792" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">'All the wild-fowl sang them to him,<br>In the moorlands and the fen-lands,<br>In the melancholy marshes;<br>Chetowaik, the plover, sang them,<br>Mahng, the loon, the wild-goose, Wawa,<br>The blue heron, the Shuh-shuh-gah,<br>And the grouse, the Mushkodasa!'</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=409792" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">If still further you should ask me,<br>Saying, 'Who was Nawadaha?<br>Tell us of this Nawadaha,'<br>I should answer your inquiries<br>Straightway in such words as follow.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=409792" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">'In the vale of Tawasentha,<br>In the green and silent valley,<br>By the pleasant water-courses,<br>Dwelt the singer Nawadaha.<br>Round about the Indian village<br>Spread the meadows and the corn-fields,<br>And beyond them stood the forest,<br>Stood the groves of singing pine-trees,<br>Green in Summer, white in Winter,<br>Ever sighing, ever singing.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=409792" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">'And the pleasant water-courses,<br>You could trace them through the valley,<br>By the rushing in the Spring-time,<br>By the alders in the Summer,<br>By the white fog in the Autumn,<br>By the black line in the Winter;<br>And beside them dwelt the singer,<br>In the vale of Tawasentha,<br>In the green and silent valley.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=409792" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">'There he sang of Hiawatha,<br>Sang the Song of Hiawatha,<br>Sang his wondrous birth and being,<br>How he prayed and how be fasted,<br>How he lived, and toiled, and suffered,<br>That the tribes of men might prosper,<br>That he might advance his people!'</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=409792" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Ye who love the haunts of Nature,<br>Love the sunshine of the meadow,<br>Love the shadow of the forest,<br>Love the wind among the branches,<br>And the rain-shower and the snow-storm,<br>And the rushing of great rivers<br>Through their palisades of pine-trees,<br>And the thunder in the mountains,<br>Whose innumerable echoes<br>Flap like eagles in their eyries;-<br>Listen to these wild traditions,<br>To this Song of Hiawatha!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=409792" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Ye who love a nation's legends,<br>Love the ballads of a people,<br>That like voices from afar off<br>Call to us to pause and listen,<br>Speak in tones so plain and childlike,<br>Scarcely can the ear distinguish<br>Whether they are sung or spoken;-<br>Listen to this Indian Legend,<br>To this Song of Hiawatha!<br>Ye whose hearts are fresh and simple,<br>Who have faith in God and Nature,<br>Who believe that in all ages<br>Every human heart is human,<br>That in even savage bosoms<br>There are longings, yearnings, strivings<br>For the good they comprehend not,<br>That the feeble hands and helpless,<br>Groping blindly in the darkness,<br>Touch God's right hand in that darkness<br>And are lifted up and strengthened;-<br>Listen to this simple story,<br>To this Song of Hiawatha!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=409792" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Ye, who sometimes, in your rambles<br>Through the green lanes of the country,<br>Where the tangled barberry-bushes<br>Hang their tufts of crimson berries<br>Over stone walls gray with mosses,<br>Pause by some neglected graveyard,<br>For a while to muse, and ponder<br>On a half-effaced inscription,<br>Written with little skill of song-craft,<br>Homely phrases, but each letter<br>Full of hope and yet of heart-break,<br>Full of all the tender pathos<br>Of the Here and the Hereafter;<br>Stay and read this rude inscription,<br>Read this Song of Hiawatha!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Henry+Wadsworth+Longfellow">Henry Wadsworth Longfellow</a></strong></div>