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Sing O Song of Hiawatha	A
Of the happy days that followed	B
In the land of the Ojibways	C
In the pleasant land and peaceful	D
Sing the mysteries of Mondamin	E
Sing the Blessing of the Cornfields	C
Buried was the bloody hatchet	F
Buried was the dreadful war club	G
Buried were all warlike weapons	C
And the war cry was forgotten	E
There was peace among the nations	C
Unmolested roved the hunters	C
Built the birch canoe for sailing	H
Caught the fish in lake and river	I
Shot the deer and trapped the beaver	I
Unmolested worked the women	E
Made their sugar from the maple	D
Gathered wild rice in the meadows	C
Dressed the skins of deer and beaver	I
All around the happy village	J
Stood the maize fields green and shining	H
Waved the green plumes of Mondamin	E
Waved his soft and sunny tresses	C
Filling all the land with plenty	K
T was the women who in Spring time	L
Planted the broad fields and fruitful	D
Buried in the earth Mondamin	E
T was the women who in Autumn	E
Stripped the yellow husks of harvest	M
Stripped the garments from Mondamin	E
Even as Hiawatha taught them	N
Once when all the maize was planted	O
Hiawatha wise and thoughtful	D
Spake and said to Minnehaha	P
To his wife the Laughing Water	I
You shall bless to night the cornfields	C
Draw a magic circle round them	N
To protect them from destruction	E
Blast of mildew blight of insect	Q
Wagemin the thief of cornfields	C
Paimosaid who steals the maize ear	R
In the night when all Is silence '	S
In the night when all Is darkness	C
When the Spirit of Sleep Nepahwin	E
Shuts the doors of all the wigwams	C
So that not an ear can hear you	T
So that not an eye can see you	T
Rise up from your bed in silence	C
Lay aside your garments wholly	K
Walk around the fields you planted	O
Round the borders of the cornfields	C
Covered by your tresses only	K
Robed with darkness as a garment	U
Thus the fields shall be more fruitful	D
And the passing of your footsteps	C
Draw a magic circle round them	N
So that neither blight nor mildew	T
Neither burrowing worm nor insect	Q
Shall pass o'er the magic circle	D
Not the dragon fly Kwo ne she	K
Nor the spider Subbekashe	K
Nor the grasshopper Pah puk keena	E
Nor the mighty caterpillar	I
Way muk kwana with the bear skin	E
King of all the caterpillars	C
On the tree tops near the cornfields	C
Sat the hungry crows and ravens	C
Kahgahgee the King of Ravens	C
With his band of black marauders	C
And they laughed at Hiawatha	E
Till the tree tops shook with laughter	I
With their melancholy laughter	I
At the words of Hiawatha	E
Hear him said they hear the Wise Man	E
Hear the plots of Hiawatha	E
When the noiseless night descended	O
Broad and dark o'er field and forest	M
When the mournful Wawonaissa	C
Sorrowing sang among the hemlocks	C
And the Spirit of Sleep Nepahwin	E
Shut the doors of all the wigwams	C
From her bed rose Laughing Water	I
Laid aside her garments wholly	K
And with darkness clothed and guarded	O
Unashamed and unaffrighted	O
Walked securely round the cornfields	C
Drew the sacred magic circle	D
Of her footprints round the cornfields	C
No one but the Midnight only	K
Saw her beauty in the darkness	C
No one but the Wawonaissa	C
Heard the panting of her bosom	E
Guskewau the darkness wrapped her	I
Closely in his sacred mantle	D
So that none might see her beauty	K
So that none might boast I saw her	I
On the morrow as the day dawned	O
Kahgahgee the King of Ravens	C
Gathered all his black marauders	C
Crows and blackbirds jays and ravens	C
Clamorous on the dusky tree tops	C
And descended fast and fearless	C
On the fields of Hiawatha	E
On the grave of the Mondamin	E
We will drag Mondamin said they	V
From the grave where he is buried	O
Spite of all the magic circles	C
Laughing Water draws around it	O
Spite of all the sacred footprints	C
Minnehaha stamps upon it	O
But the wary Hiawatha	E
Ever thoughtful careful watchful	D
Had o'erheard the scornful laughter	I
When they mocked him from the tree tops	C
Kaw he said my friends the ravens	C
Kahgahgee my King of Ravens	C
I will teach you all a lesson	E
That shall not be soon forgotten	E
He had risen before the daybreak	W
He had spread o'er all the cornfields	C
Snares to catch the black marauders	C
And was lying now in ambush	K
In the neighboring grove of pine trees	C
Waiting for the crows and blackbirds	C
Waiting for the jays and ravens	C
Soon they came with caw and clamor	I
Rush of wings and cry of voices	C
To their work of devastation	E
Settling down upon the cornfields	C
Delving deep with beak and talon	E
For the body of Mondamin	E
And with all their craft and cunning	H
All their skill in wiles of warfare	X
They perceived no danger near them	N
Till their claws became entangled	O
Till they found themselves imprisoned	O
In the snares of Hiawatha	E
From his place of ambush came he	K
Striding terrible among them	N
And so awful was his aspect	O
That the bravest quailed with terror	I
Without mercy he destroyed them	N
Right and left by tens and twenties	C
And their wretched lifeless bodies	C
Hung aloft on poles for scarecrows	C
Round the consecrated cornfields	C
As a signal of his vengeance	C
As a warning to marauders	C
Only Kahgahgee the leader	I
Kahgahgee the King of Ravens	C
He alone was spared among them	N
As a hostage for his people	D
With his prisoner string he bound him	Y
Led him captive to his wigwam	Z
Tied him fast with cords of elm bark	A2
To the ridge pole of his wigwam	Z
Kahgahgee my raven said he	K
You the leader of the robbers	C
You the plotter of this mischief	B2
The contriver of this outrage	C2
I will keep you I will hold you	T
As a hostage for your people	D
As a pledge of good behavior	I
And he left him grim and sulky	A2
Sitting in the morning sunshine	E
On the summit of the wigwam	Z
Croaking fiercely his displeasure	I
Flapping his great sable pinions	C
Vainly struggling for his freedom	E
Vainly calling on his people	D
Summer passed and Shawondasee	C
Breathed his sighs o'er all the landscape	D2
From the South land sent his ardor	I
Wafted kisses warm and tender	I
And the maize field grew and ripened	O
Till it stood in all the splendor	I
Of its garments green and yellow	E2
Of its tassels and its plumage	J
And the maize ears full and shining	A2
Gleamed from bursting sheaths of verdure	I
Then Nokomis the old woman	E
Spake and said to Minnehaha	K
T is the Moon when leaves are falling	A2
All the wild rice has been gathered	O
And the maize is ripe and ready	K
Let us gather in the harvest	O
Let us wrestle with Mondamin	E
Strip him of his plumes and tassels	C
Of his garments green and yellow	E2
And the merry Laughing Water	I
Went rejoicing from the wigwam	Z
With Nokomis old and wrinkled	O
And they called the women round them	N
Called the young men and the maidens	C
To the harvest of the cornfields	C
To the husking of the maize ear	I
On the border of the forest	O
Underneath the fragrant pine trees	C
Sat the old men and the warriors	C
Smoking in the pleasant shadow	E2
In uninterrupted silence	C
Looked they at the gamesome labor	I
Of the young men and the women	E
Listened to their noisy talking	A2
To their laughter and their singing	A2
Heard them chattering like the magpies	C
Heard them laughing like the blue jays	C
Heard them singing like the robins	C
And whene'er some lucky maiden	E
Found a red ear in the husking	A2
Found a maize ear red as blood is	C
Nushka cried they all together	I
Nushka you shall have a sweetheart	O
You shall have a handsome husband	O
Ugh the old men all responded	O
From their seats beneath the pine trees	C
And whene'er a youth or maiden	E
Found a crooked ear in husking	A2
Found a maize ear in the husking	A2
Blighted mildewed or misshapen	E
Then they laughed and sang together	I
Crept and limped about the cornfields	C
Mimicked in their gait and gestures	C
Some old man bent almost double	D
Singing singly or together	I
Wagemin the thief of cornfields	C
Paimosaid who steals the maize ear	I
Till the corn	E