The Kalevala – Rune XXII (Elias Lonnrot Poems)
THE BRIDE'S FAREWELL.When the marriage was completed,When the many guests had feasted,At the wedding of the Northland,At the Dismal-land carousal,Spake ...
THE BRIDE'S FAREWELL.When the marriage was completed,When the many guests had feasted,At the wedding of the Northland,At the Dismal-land carousal,Spake ...
Part the First.Henry, our royall kind, would ride a huntingTo the greene forest so pleasant and faire;To see the harts ...
1660At last the long darkness of anarchy lifts, and the dawn o'er the grayIn rosy pulsation floods; the tremulous amber ...
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 ...
The first flush of grey light, the herald of daylight,Is dimly outlining the musterer's camp,Where over the sleeping, the stealthily ...
O I forbid you, maidens a',That wear gowd on your hair,To come or gae by Carterhaugh,For young Tam Lin is ...
Extracts from the Prologue I have come into the Desert because my soul is athirst as the Desert is ...
Fiercely flashes a bolt. In lurid light there stands a tower. The thunder rolls. A horseman fighting with his steed ...
Strong extreme speed, that the brain hurries with, Further than trees, and hedges, and green grass Whitened by distance,-further than ...
When the woman suffrage argument first stood upon its legs, They answered it with cabbages, they answered it with eggs, ...
Long John McDougal, the wax-end and leather man, Solon of the main street, full of curious lore,Keen-eyed and frugal, politician, ...
Oh! the orator's voice is a mighty power,As it echoes from shore to shore,And the fearless pen has more sway ...
The eye can hardly pick them out From the cold shade they shelter in, Till wind distresses tail and main; ...
When spring-time flushes the desert grass, Our kafilas wind through the Khyber Pass. Lean are the camels but fat the ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
Up the streets of Aberdeen, By the kirk and college green, Rode the Laird of Ury; Close behind him, close ...
The bows glided down, and the coast Blackened with birds took a last look At his thrashing hair and whale-blue ...
THE BABY moon, a canoe, a silver papoose canoe, sails and sails in the Indian west. A ring of silver ...
There's never a stone at the sleeper's head, There's never a fence beside, And the wandering stock on the grave ...
Eupatius thought: "Give him a thousand horses, a thousand bridles of eloquent gold. Wash his feet, feed him well, show ...
For many, many days together The wind blew steady from the East; For many days hot grew the weather, About ...
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