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- Hiawatha's Departure
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- 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.
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- Bright above him shone the heavens,
- Level spread the lake before him;
- From its bosom leaped the sturgeon,
- Sparkling, flashing in the sunshine;
- On its margin the great forest
- Stood reflected in the water,
- Every tree-top had its shadow,
- Motionless beneath the water.
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- From the brow of Hiawatha
- Gone was every trace of sorrow,
- As the fog from off the water,
- As the mist from off the meadow.
- With a smile of joy and triumph,
- With a look of exultation,
- As of one who in a vision
- Sees what is to be, but is not,
- Stood and waited Hiawatha.
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