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n we wandered forth together, To the fields of mighty battles? There was not a single village Where ten houses were not numbered, There was none among the houses, Where ten heroes were not living, There was none among the heroes, Not a man, however valiant, 70 None who did not fall before us, By us twain who was not slaughtered." At the window worked the father, And a spear-shaft he was carving; By the threshold stood the mother, Busy as she churned the butter; At the door the ruddy brothers, And they wrought a sledge's framework; At the bridge-end stood the sisters, And the clothes they there were wringing. 80 From the window spoke the father, And the mother from the threshold, From the door the ruddy brothers, From the bridge-end spoke the sisters, "Tiera cannot go to battle, Nor may strike with spear in warfare. Other duties call for Tiera, He has made a lifelong compact, For a young wife has he taken As the mistress of his household, 90 But untouched is she at present, Uncaressed is still her bosom." By the stove was Tiera resting, By the stove-side Kuura rested, At the stove one foot he booted, And the other at the stove-bench, At the gate his belt he tightened, In the open girt it round him; Then did Tiera grasp his spear-shaft, Not the largest of the largest, 100 Nor the smallest of the smallest, But a spear of mid dimensions. On the blade a steed was standing, On the side a foal was trotting, At the joint a wolf was howling, At the haft a bear was growling. Thus his spear did Tiera brandish, And he brandished it to whirring, Hurled it then to fathom-deepness In the stiff clay of the cornfield, 110 In a bare spot of the meadow, In a flat spot free from hillocks. Then his spear was placed by Tiera With the other spears of Ahti, And he went and made him ready Swift to join in Ahti's battle. Then did Ahti Saarelainen Push his boat into the water, Like a snake in grass when creeping, Even like a living serpent, 120 And he sailed away to north-west, On the lake that borders Pohja. Then did Pohjola's old Mistress Call the wicked Frost to aid her, On the
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