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330 Push it in the golden bridle, With the bit of shining silver. I will never treat you badly, And I will not drive you harshly, And our way is but a short one, And 'tis but a little journey, Unto Pohjola's bleak homestead, To my cruel foster-mother. With a rope I will not flog you, With a switch I will not drive you, 340 But with silken cords will lead you, With a strip of cloth will drive you." Then the chestnut horse of Hiisi, Hiisi's horse, with mane all foam-flecked Forward stretched his golden muzzle, Forward reached his head of silver, To receive the golden bridle, With the bit of shining silver. Thus did lively Lemminkainen Bridle Hiisi's mighty courser, 350 In his mouth the bit adjusted, On his silver head the bridle, On his broad back then he mounted, On the back of that good courser. O'er the horse his whip he brandished, With a willow switch he struck him, And a little way he journeyed Hasting onward through the mountains, Through the mountains to the northward. Over all the snow-clad mountains, 360 Unto Pohjola's bleak homestead. From the yard the hall he entered, And he said on his arrival, Soon as Pohjola he entered: "I have reined the mighty courser, Brought the foal of Hiisi bridled, From the green and open meadows, And the sacred field beyond them, And I tracked the elk on snowshoes, On the distant plains of Hiisi. 370 Give me now, old dame, your daughter, Give the youthful bride I seek for." Louhi, Pohjola's old Mistress, Answered in the words which follow: "I will only give my daughter, Give the youthful bride you seek for, If the river-swan you shoot me, Shoot the great bird on the river. There on Tuoni's murky river, In the sacred river's whirlpool, 380 Only at a single trial, Using but a single arrow." Then the lively Lemminkainen He the handsome Kaukomieli, Went and took his twanging crossbow, Went away to seek the Long-neck, Forth to Tuoni's murky river, Down in Manala's abysses. On with rapid steps he hastened, And he went with trampling footsteps, 390 Unto Tuonela's broad river, To the sacred river's whirlpool, 'Neath hi
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