The Kalevala – Rune IV (Elias Lonnrot Poems)
THE FATE OF AINO.When the night had passed, the maiden,Sister fair of Youkahainen,Hastened early to the forest,Birchen shoots for brooms ...
THE FATE OF AINO.When the night had passed, the maiden,Sister fair of Youkahainen,Hastened early to the forest,Birchen shoots for brooms ...
Preludes.I The Wife's Tragedy Man must be pleased; but him to please ...
'Again the sun is hot and high in heaven;The rustic sweats beneath the sultry ray;The idler seeks the shady walk; ...
AMID the bright'ning glories of the earth,I watched a humble floweret from its birth;'Twas a pale blossom and a simple ...
Nose to window, Still as a mouse, Watching grampa "Bank the house." Out of the barrow ...
HEALTH to my friend, and long unbroken years,By storms unruffled and unstain'd by tears:Wing'd by new joys may each white ...
Noiselessly the planets will blow by,Like smoke, like breath, like driven snow; Frost-bitten suns on on, on on will blow; ...
When April with her wild blue eye Comes dancing over the grass, And all the crimson buds so shy Peep ...
Once upon a time I caught a little rhyme I set it on the floor ...
390It's coming-the postponeless Creature-It gains the Block-and now-it gains the Door-Chooses its latch, from all the other fastenings-Enters-with a "You ...
Green, how I want you green. Green wind. Green branches. The ship out on the sea and the horse on ...
When winter winds are piercing chill, And through the hawthorn blows the gale, With solemn feet I tread the hill, ...
It's coming -- the postponeless Creature -- It gains the Block -- and now -- it gains the Door -- ...
'Twas here my summer paused What ripeness after then To other scene or other soul My sentence had begun. To ...
Oh would I could subdue the flesh Which sadly troubles me! And then perhaps could view the flesh As though ...
Far from the Rappahannock, the silent Danube moves along toward the sea. The brown and green Nile rolls slowly Like ...
Photograph negative her black arm: a diving porpoise, sprawled across the ice-banked pillow. Head: a sheet of falling water. Her ...
O purblind race of miserable men, How many among us at this very hour Do forge a life-long trouble for ...
Foster the light nor veil the manshaped moon, Nor weather winds that blow not down the bone, But strip the ...
We're talking different kinds of vulnerability here. These icicles aren't going to last for ever Suspended in the ultra violet ...
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