The Kalevala – Rune XXVI (Elias Lonnrot Poems)
ORIGIN OF THE SERPENT.Ahti, living on the island,Near the Kauko-point and harbor,Plowed his fields for rye and barley,Furrowed his extensive ...
ORIGIN OF THE SERPENT.Ahti, living on the island,Near the Kauko-point and harbor,Plowed his fields for rye and barley,Furrowed his extensive ...
In bloom gemm'd depths, where Sylvan branches meetAbove dim paths, that thread a still retreat;Where light on tip-toe shy, steals ...
MARIATTA--WAINAMOINEN'S DEPARTURE.Mariatta, child of beauty,Grew to maidenhood in Northland,In the cabin of her father,In the chambers of her mother,Golden ringlets, ...
KULLERVO AS A SHEPHERD.Kullerwoinen, wizard-servantOf the blacksmith, Ilmarinen,Purchased slave from Untamoinen,Magic son with sky-blue stockings.,With a head of golden ringlets,In ...
I.Ye subjects of Britain, attend to my ...
From Camoweal to Windywoe, from Windywoe to Thirstyville,We'll drag the line around the map, along the plain, and up the ...
At times thy image to my mind returns, Aspasia. In the crowded streets it gleams Upon me, for an instant, ...
Deep in a dell a woodsman's house Has sunk in wild dilapidation; There buried under vines and boughs ...
I hear them speak of a Fed'ral siteWhere shall arise a city bright -Mother, where is this bonzer spot?Shall we ...
_Chicomecoatl icuic._ 1. Chicomollotzin xayameua, ximicotica aca tona titech icnocauazquitiyauia mochan tlallocan nouia. 2. Xayameua ximicotica aca tonan titech icnocauazqui ...
Tossed like a falcon from the hunter's wrist,A sweeping plunge, a sudden shattering noise,And thou hast dared, with a long ...
About three months ago, when firstUpon our open, unprotectedAnd freezing garden snowstorms burstIn sudden fury, I reflectedThat I would shut ...
The dreadful vision of my fears has burst Upon our unprotected heads at last; Gloom swallows gloom, blast rises over ...
The tempter, the betrayer the powerful in their houses bringing the prophecy to fulfillment evil stalked the night The Messiah, ...
In the dead of night the wee small hours people fast asleep the leaders trying the Lord to remain in ...
Old Davis owned a solid mica mountain In Dalton that would someday make his fortune. There'd been some Boston people ...
THOU, Nature, partial Nature, I arraign; Of thy caprice maternal I complain. The peopled fold thy kindly care have found, ...
LATE crippl'd of an arm, and now a leg, About to beg a pass for leave to beg; Dull, listless, ...
Tossed like a falcon from the hunter's wrist, A sweeping plunge, a sudden shattering noise, And thou hast dared, with ...
Not every wino is a Holy Man. Oh, but some of them are. I love those who've learned to sit ...
The pine woods on the hill, And the farmhouse miles away, Showed clear as though behind a lens Under a ...
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