"And thus sailed my Hiawatha
Down the rushing Taguamenaw--
Sailed through all its bends and windings,
Sailed through all its deeps and shallows,
While his friend, the strong man Kwasind,
Swam the deeps, the shallows waded.
Up and down the river went they,
In and out among its islands,
Cleared its bed of root and sand-bar,
Dragged the dead trees from its channel,
Made its passage safe and certain,
Made a pathway for the people,
From its springs among the mountains,
To the waters of Pauwating,
To the bay of Taguamenaw."