The Kalevala – Rune II (Elias Lonnrot Poems)
WAINAMOINEN'S SOWING.Then arose old Wainamoinen,With his feet upon the island,On the island washed by ocean,Broad expanse devoid of verdure;There remained ...
WAINAMOINEN'S SOWING.Then arose old Wainamoinen,With his feet upon the island,On the island washed by ocean,Broad expanse devoid of verdure;There remained ...
Noiselessly the planets will blow by,Like smoke, like breath, like driven snow; Frost-bitten suns on on, on on will blow; ...
Ah me! conceiv'd in sin, and born in sorrow,A nothing, here to day, but gone to morrow,Whose mean beginning, blushing ...
Come there ever memories, Harold,Like a half remembered songFrom the time of gladness vanishedDown the distance, oh, so long!Come they ...
How abundant was autumn this year… Its heroic suns and blessings, After our pains, our ashes and deaths, Have filled ...
Alas, and well-a-day! they are talking of me still: By the tingling of my nostril, I fear they are talking ...
Once upon a time, in days remote,A politician bought a vote. The price he paid is not quite clear, But ...
A traveller on a dusty roadStrewed acorns on the lea;And one took root and sprouted up,And grew into a tree.Love ...
Even God has called it a day.The streets of Tuxtla are emptylike the bottles of white rumafter the party.Crickets hum ...
His wide Hands fashioned us white grains and red His Eyes weep rains to swell them in their bed, Whereby ...
Unhappy about some far off things That are not my affair, wandering Along the coast and up the lean ridges, ...
I To-night, a first movement, a pulse, As if the rain in bogland gathered head To slip and flood: a ...
18 if you want a revolution attack symbols not systems - the simple forms that (blithely) give the truth away ...
1.1 Lo now! four other acts upon the stage, 1.2 Childhood, and Youth, the Manly, and Old-age. 1.3 The first: ...
And God stepped out on space, And he looked around and said: I'm lonely-- I'll make me a world. And ...
How strange to greet, this frosty morn, In graceful counterfeit of flower, These children of the meadows, born Of sunshine ...
The brave Geraint, a knight of Arthur's court, A tributary prince of Devon, one Of that great Order of the ...
'There sinks the nebulous star we call the Sun, If that hypothesis of theirs be sound' Said Ida; 'let us ...
If I were tickled by the rub of love, A rooking girl who stole me for her side, Broke through ...
What I seek far yet seldom find Is large simplicity of mind In fellow men; For I have sprouted from ...
To Jena Woodhouse This way of minutes miserably mixed With their own blinks misunderstood By birds and trees, this eye-born ...
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