The Kalevala – Rune VII (Elias Lonnrot Poems)
WAINIOINEN'S RESCUE.Wainamoinen, old and truthful,Swam through all the deep-sea waters,Floating like a branch of aspen,Like a withered twig of willow;Swam ...
WAINIOINEN'S RESCUE.Wainamoinen, old and truthful,Swam through all the deep-sea waters,Floating like a branch of aspen,Like a withered twig of willow;Swam ...
LEMMINKAINEN'S LAMENT.This the time to sing of Ahti,Son of Lempo, Kaukomieli,Also known as Lemminkainen.Ahti was the king of islands,Grew amid ...
DEATH OF LEMMINKAINEN.Lemminkainen, much disheartened,Deeply thought and long considered,What to do, what course to follow,Whether best to leave the wild-mooseIn ...
Harun Omar and Master Hafiz keep your dead beautiful ladies. Mine is a little lovelier than any of your ladies ...
ILMARINEN'S FRUITLESS WOOING.Ilmarinen, the magician,The eternal metal-artist,Lays aside the golden image,Beauteous maid of magic metals;Throws the harness on his courser,Binds ...
LEMMINIKAINEN'S SECOND WOOING.Spake the ancient LemminkainenTo the hostess of Pohyola:"Give to me thy lovely daughter,Bring me now thy winsome maiden,Bring ...
Time beckons on the hours: the expiring year Already feels old Winter's icy breath; As with cold hands ...
In the white moonlight, where the willow waves, He halfway gallops among the graves- A tiny ghost in the gloom ...
Follow, follow, you who sicken where the throngs pulsate and thicken, Leave your doubting and your dreaming and your ...
Bright as the light that burns at nightIn the starry depths of Aiden,When star and moon in leafy JuneWith love ...
She lived beside the edge of a sweep of heather In a lone cot by the rill,Where the wold ...
The air is brisk, and the green lowland ringsWith tinkling waterfalls and bubbling springs,The clouds glance fleetly by, and, as ...
O'er dreamland gardens lulled and white In music leaned the langorous moonThe burden of the murmured night.Where amaranths and lillies ...
Still on the sand and shingle gleams the sun; Still an unclouded heaven arches o'er; And still the languid ...
This comfort only have I in my woes,-- To feed my heart upon thy pictured face, To draw thy shadow ...
A spirit sped Through spaces of night; And as he sped, he called, "God! God!" He went through valleys Of ...
Once more the gate behind me falls; Once more before my face I see the moulder'd Abbey-walls, That stand within ...
From off my calendar today A leaf I tear; So swiftly passes smiling May Without a care. And now the ...
I WOULD I could weave in The colour, the wonder, The song I conceive in My heart while I ponder, ...
Through the pungent hours of the afternoon, On the autumn slopes we have lightly wandered Where the sunshine lay in ...
From vales of dawn hath Day pursued the Night Who mocking fled, swift-sandalled, to the west, Nor ever lingered in ...
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