Luyện nghe bài hát Indian Names

Ye shall say all have passed away,
That race and brave,
their light canoes have vanish'd
From off the wave.

'mid the forests where they roam'd
There rings no shout;
But their is on your waters,
Ye may not it out.

'Tis where billow
Like Ocean's is curled;
Where strong Niagara's wake
The echo of the

Where red Missouri
Rich tributes the west,
And Rappahannock sweetly
On Virginia's breast.

Ye say, their cabins,
That cluster'd the vale,
fled away like wither'd leaves
Before the gale:

But memory liveth on your hills,
Their baptism on your
Your everlasting speak
dialect of yore.

Old Massachusetts it
Within her crown,
And broad Ohio it
'mid all her renown;

hath wreathed it
Where her quiet waves,
And bold breathed it hoarse
Through all her caves.

Wachuset hides its lingering
its rocky heart,
And graves its tone
Throughout his chart:

Monadnock on his forehead
Doth the sacred trust;
Your build their monument,
Though ye destroy their