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ocks so varied, In a liver-coloured crevice. Vainamoinen, old and steadfast, Pondered deeply, and reflected, What to do, and what was needful Quick he wove a net all silken, And he drew it straight and crossways, Through the reach, and then across it, Drew it through the quiet waters, 150 Through the depths beloved by salmons And through Vainola's deep waters. And by Kalevala's sharp headlands, Through the deep, dark watery caverns, And the wide expanse of water, And through Joukola's great rivers, And across the bays of Lapland. Other fish he caught in plenty, All the fishes of the waters, Only not the fish he sought for, 160 Which he kept in mind for ever, Never Vellamo's fair maiden, Not the dearest child of Ahto. Then the aged Vainamoinen, Bowed his head, lamenting deeply, With his cap adjusted sideways, And he spoke the words which follow: "O how grievous is my folly, Weak am I in manly wisdom, Once indeed was understanding, 170 Insight too conferred upon me, And my heart was great within me; Such in former times my portion. But in days that now are passing. In the evil days upon me, Now my strength with age is failing, All my understanding weakens And my insight has departed, All my judgment is perverted. "She for whom long years I waited, 180 Whom for half my life I longed for, Vellamo's fair water-maiden, Youngest daughter of the surges. Who should be my friend for ever, And my wife throughout my lifetime, Came and seized the bait I offered, In my boat sprang unresisting, But I knew not how to hold her, To my home I could not take her, But she plunged amid the waters, 190 Diving to the depths profoundest." Then he wandered on a little, And he walked, in sadness sighing, To his home direct returning, And he spoke the words which follow: "Once indeed the birds were singing, And my joyous cuckoo hailed me, Both at morning and at evening, Likewise, too, in midday hours. What has stilled their lively music, 200 And has hushed their charming voices? Care has stilled their lively music, Sorrow checked their cheerful voices, Therefore do they sing no longer, Neither
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