The Complete Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Генри Уодсуорт Лонгфелло

      Heard his voice call in the darkness;

      At the feet of Hiawatha

      Lifeless lay the great Pearl-Feather,

      Lay the mightiest of Magicians.

       Then the grateful Hiawatha

      Called the Mama, the woodpecker,

      From his perch among the branches

      Of the melancholy pine-tree,

      And, in honor of his service,

      Stained with blood the tuft of feathers

      On the little head of Mama;

      Even to this day he wears it,

      Wears the tuft of crimson feathers,

      As a symbol of his service.

       Then he stripped the shirt of wampum

      From the back of Megissogwon,

      As a trophy of the battle,

      As a signal of his conquest.

      On the shore he left the body,

      Half on land and half in water,

      In the sand his feet were buried,

      And his face was in the water.

      And above him, wheeled and clamored

      The Keneu, the great war-eagle,