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they raked together, And in heaps the hay collected. From the ocean rose up Tursas, From the waves arose the hero, And the heaps of hay he kindled, And the flames arose in fury. 70 All was soon consumed to ashes, Till the sparks were quite extinguished. Then among the heaps of ashes, In the dryness of the ashes, There a tender germ he planted, Tender germ, of oak an acorn Whence the beauteous plant sprang upward, And the sapling grew and flourished, As from earth a strawberry rises, And it forked in both directions. 80 Then the branches wide extended, And the leaves were thickly scattered, And the summit rose to heaven, And its leaves in air expanded. In their course the clouds it hindered, And the driving clouds impeded, And it hid the shining sunlight, And the gleaming of the moonlight. Then the aged Vainamoinen, Pondered deeply and reflected, 90 "Is there none to fell the oak-tree, And o'erthrow the tree majestic? Sad is now the life of mortals, And for fish to swim is dismal, Since the air is void of sunlight, And the gleaming of the moonlight." But they could not find a hero, Nowhere find a man so mighty, Who could fell the giant oak-tree, With its hundred spreading branches. 100 Then the aged Vainamoinen, Spoke the very words which follow; "Noble mother, who hast borne me, Luonnotar, who me hast nurtured; Send me powers from out the ocean: (Numerous are the powers of ocean) So that they may fell the oak-tree, And destroy the tree so baneful, That the sun may shine upon us. And the pleasant moonlight glimmer." 110 Then a man arose from ocean, From the waves a hero started, Not the hugest of the hugest, Nor the smallest of the smallest. As a man's thumb was his stature; Lofty as the span of woman. Decked his head a helm of copper, On his feet were boots of copper, On his hands were copper gauntlets. Gloves adorned with copper tracings; 120 Round his waist his belt was copper; In his belt his axe was copper; And the haft thereof was thumb-long, And the blade thereof was nail-long. Vainamoinen, old and steadfast, Deeply pondered and reflected: "While he seems
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