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f evil?" 130 Then the lively Lemminkainen, Answered in the words which follow: "Perhaps old women may remember, What in sleep they saw in vision! Though my nightly dreams I think on, Yet are those of daytime better. O my mother, aged woman, Fill my bag with fresh provisions, With a good supply of flour, And a lump of salt add likewise, 140 For thy son must travel further, Journey to another country, Journey from this house beloved, Journey from this lovely dwelling, For the men their swords are whetting, And the lance-tips they are sharpening." Then his mother interrupted, Asking him his cause of trouble. "Wherefore whet the men their sword-blades, Wherefore sharpen they the lance-tips?" 150 Answered lively Lemminkainen, Said the handsome Kaukomieli, "Therefore do they whet their sword-blades, Therefore they the lance-tips sharpen: On the head of me unhappy, On my neck to bring destruction. From a quarrel rose a duel, There in Pohjola's enclosure; I have slain the son of Pohja, Slain the very lord of Pohja, 160 Then rose Pohjola to battle, Close behind me comes the tumult, Raging all for my destruction, To surround a single warrior." Then his mother gave him answer, To her child the old crone answered: "I myself already told you, And I had already warned you, And forbidden you most strictly Not to Pohjola to venture. 170 Had you stayed at home in quiet, Living in your mother's dwelling, Safely in your parent's homestead, In the home of her who bore thee, Then no war had ever risen, Nor appeared a cause of contest. "Whither now, my son unhappy, Canst thou flee, unhappy creature, Go to hide thee from destruction, Flying from thy wicked action, 180 Lest thy wretched head be captured, And thy handsome neck be severed, That thy hair remain uninjured, Nor thy glossy hair downtrodden?" Said the lively Lemminkainen, "No such refuge do I know of, Where a safe retreat awaits me, Where I from my crime can hide me. O my mother who hast borne me, Where do you advise my hiding?" 190 Answered Lemminkainen's mother, And she spoke the words which follow
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