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150 Said the pine-tree's golden summit, Said the widely-branching pine-tree, "Mighty man, of all most foolish, O most thoughtless of the heroes! In my branches, fool, thou climbest, To my summit, as a boy might, And would'st grasp the moon's reflection, And the false stars thou beholdest!" Then the aged Vainamoinen, Lifted up his voice in singing. 160 As he sang uprose a tempest, And the wind rose wildly furious, And he spoke the words which follow. And expressed himself in thiswise: "In thy boat, O wind, convey him, In thy skiff, O breeze, convey him, Bear him to the distant regions Of the gloomy land of Pohja." Then there rose a mighty tempest, And the wind so wildly furious 170 Carried off smith Ilmarinen, Hurried him to distant regions, To the gloomy land of Pohja, Sariola for ever misty. Then the smith, e'en Ilmarinen, Journeyed forth, and hurried onwards, On the tempest forth he floated, On the pathway of the breezes, Over moon, and under sunray, On the shoulders of the Great Bear, 180 Till he reached the halls of Pohja, Baths of Sariola the gloomy, Yet the tailed-dogs were not barking, And the watch-dogs were not yelping. Louhi, Pohjola's old Mistress, Old and gap-toothed dame of Pohja, In the house she stood and listened, And at length she spoke as follows: "Who then are you among mortals, Who among the roll of heroes, 190 On the tempest-path who comest, On the sledgeway of the breezes, Yet the dogs ran forth not, barking, And the shaggy-tailed ones barked not." Said the smith, e'en Ilmarinen, "Surely I have not come hither That the village dogs should shame me, Or the shaggy-tailed ones hurt me, Here behind these foreign portals, And behind these unknown fences." 200 Then did Pohjola's old Mistress Question thus the new-come stranger: "Have you ever on your travels, Heard reports of, or encountered Him, the great smith Ilmarinen, Most accomplished of the craftsmen? Long have we been waiting for him, Long been anxious for his coming Here to Pohjola's dark regions, That a Sampo he might forge us." 210 Then the smith, e'en
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