The Kalevala – Rune XLII (Elias Lonnrot Poems)
CAPTURE OF THE SAMPO.Wainamoinen, old and truthful,With the blacksmith, Ilmarinen,With the reckless son of Lempo,Handsome hero, Kaukomieli,On the sea's smooth ...
CAPTURE OF THE SAMPO.Wainamoinen, old and truthful,With the blacksmith, Ilmarinen,With the reckless son of Lempo,Handsome hero, Kaukomieli,On the sea's smooth ...
Worldlings we court not, envy not, nor fear; May Friends to Vertue lend their Ear: While Sinners split on shelves, ...
Nor can the foremost of the sons of menEscape my ribald and licentious penSwiftYou prisoners of New South Wales,Who frequent ...
Composed at Stroud A.A. Co. Establishment StationNew South Wales.Composed and written October 23rd day, Anno 1839You prisoners of New South ...
The Lady Lorraine was sweet and fair; The Lady Lorraine was young; She had wonderful eyes and glorious hair, And ...
IDemeter devastated our good land,In blackness for her daughter snatched below.Smoke-pillar or loose hillock was the sand,Where soil had been ...
I used to dream, long, long ago,That the clouds were marvelous white elephantsJourneying in droves to a far-off sacred cityThat ...
Where run your colts at pasture? Where hide your mares to breed? 'Mid bergs about the Ice-cap Or wove Sargasso ...
Trees in groves, Kine in droves, In ocean sport the scaly herds, Wedge-like cleave the air the birds, To northern ...
Of all our antic sights and pageantry Which English idiots run in crowds to see, The Polish Medal bears the ...
There is fog upon the river, there is mirk upon the town; You can hear the groping ferries as they ...
FY, let us a' to Kirkcudbright, For there will be bickerin' there; For Murray's light horse are to muster, And ...
Fall's leaves are redder than spring's flowers, have no pollen, and also sometimes fly, as the wind schools them out ...
YE Irish lords, ye knights an' squires, Wha represent our brughs an' shires, An' doucely manage our affairs In parliament, ...
UPON 1 a simmer Sunday morn When Nature's face is fair, I walked forth to view the corn, An' snuff ...
1 A SONG of the good green grass! A song no more of the city streets; A song of farms-a ...
1 I WANDER all night in my vision, Stepping with light feet, swiftly and noiselessly stepping and stopping, Bending with ...
I built my soul a lordly pleasure-house, Wherein at ease for aye to dwell. I said, "O Soul, make merry ...
I know a village in a far-off land Where from a sunny, mountain-girdled plain With tinted walls a space on ...
I O THOU, that sit'st upon a throne, With harp of high majestic tone, To praise the King of kings; ...
'Twas on the famous Empire run, Whose sun does never set, Whose grass and water, so they say, Have never ...
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