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eeping, Shortly shalt thou sing for pleasure." Then the aged Vaeinaemoeinen Carved into a harp the birch-tree, On a summer day he carved it, To a kantele he shaped it, 170 At the end of cloudy headland, And upon the shady island, And the harp-frame he constructed, From the trunk he formed new pleasure, And the frame of toughest birchwood; From the mottled trunk he formed it. Said the aged Vaeinaemoeinen In the very words which follow: "Now the frame I have constructed, From the trunk for lasting pleasure. 180 Whence shall now the screws be fashioned, Whence shall come the pegs to suit me?" In the yard there grew an oak-tree, By the farmyard it was standing, 'Twas an oak with equal branches, And on every branch an acorn, In the acorns golden kernels, On each kernel sat a cuckoo. When the cuckoos all were calling, In the call five tones were sounding, 190 Gold from out their mouths was flowing, Silver too they scattered round them, On a hill the gold was flowing, On the ground there flowed the silver, And from this he made the harp-screws, And the pegs from that provided. Said the aged Vaeinaemoeinen In the very words which follow: "Now the harp-screws are constructed, And the harp-pegs are provided. 200 Something even now is wanting, And five strings as yet are needed. How shall I provide the harp-strings, Which shall yield the notes in playing?" Then he went to seek for harp-strings, And along the heath he wandered. On the heath there sat a maiden, Sat a damsel in the valley, And the maiden was not weeping, Neither was she very joyful. 210 To herself she sang full softly, Sang, that soon might come the evening, Hoping for her lover's coming, For the dear one she had chosen. Vaeinaemoeinen, old and steadfast, Crept without his shoes towards her, Sprang to her without his stockings, And as soon as he approached her, He besought her hair to give him, And he spoke the words which follow: 220 "Give thy hair to me, O maiden, Give me of thy hair, O fair one, Give me hair to form my harp-strings, For the tones of lasting pleasure." Then her hair the maiden gave him, Fr
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