Kalevala : the Epic Poem of Finland — Complete. Anonymous

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СКАЧАТЬ whole, it contains several almost independent parts, as the contest of Youkahainen, the Kullervo episode, and the legend of Mariatta.

      By language-masters this epic of Suomi, descending unwritten from the mythical age to the present day, kept alive from generation to generation by minstrels, or song-men, is regarded as one of the most precious contributions to the literature of the world, made since the time of Milton and the German classics.

      Acknowledgment is hereby made to the following sources of information used in the preparation of this work: to E. Lenquist's De Superstitione veterum Fennorum theoretica et practica; to Chr. Ganander's Mythologia Fennica; to Becker's De Vainamoine; to Max Müller's Oxford Essays; to Prof. John A. Porter's Selections from the Kalevala; to the writings of the two Grimms; to Latham's Native Races of the Russian Empire; to the translations of the Kalevala by Alex. Castren, Anton Schieffier, L. LeDuc and Ferdinand Barna; and especially to the excellent treatises on the Kalevala, and on the Mythology of the Finns, by Mace Da Charda and Alex. Castren; to Prof. Helena Klingner, of Cincinnati, a linguist of high rank, and who has compared very conscientiously the manuscript of the following pages with the German translation of the Kalevala by Anton Schiefner; to Dr. Emil Reich, a native Hungarian, a close student of the Ugrian tongues, who, in a most thorough manner, has compared this translation with the Hungarian by Ferdinand Barna, and who, familiar with the habits, customs, and religious notions of the Finns, has furnished much valuable material used in the preparation of this preface; and, finally, to Prof. Thomas C. Porter, D.D., LL.D., of Lafayette College, who has become an authority on the Kalevala through his own researches for many years, aided by a long and intimate acquaintance with Prof. A. F. Soldan, a Finn by birth, an enthusiastic lover of his country, a scholar of great attainments, acquainted with many languages, and once at the head of the Imperial Mint at Helsingfors, the capital of Finland. Prof. Porter has very kindly placed in the hands of the author of these pages, all the literature on this subject at his command, including his own writings; he has watched the growth of this translation with unusual interest; and, with the eye of a gifted poet and scholar, he has made two careful and critical examinations of the entire manuscript, making annotations, emendations, and corrections, by which this work has been greatly improved.

      With this prolonged introduction, this, the first English translation of the Kalevala, with its many imperfections, is hesitatingly given to the public.

      JOHN MARTIN CRAWFORD.

       October 1, 1887.

THE KALEVALA.

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PROEM.

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      MASTERED by desire impulsive,

       By a mighty inward urging,

       I am ready now for singing,

       Ready to begin the chanting

       Of our nation's ancient folk-song

       Handed down from by-gone ages.

       In my mouth the words are melting,

       From my lips the tones are gliding,

       From my tongue they wish to hasten;

       When my willing teeth are parted,

       When my ready mouth is opened,

       Songs of ancient wit and wisdom

       Hasten from me not unwilling.

       Golden friend, and dearest brother,

       Brother dear of mine in childhood,

       Come and sing with me the stories,

       Come and chant with me the legends,

       Legends of the times forgotten,

       Since we now are here together,

       Come together from our roamings.

       Seldom do we come for singing,

       Seldom to the one, the other,

       O'er this cold and cruel country,

       O'er the poor soil of the Northland.

       Let us clasp our hands together

       That we thus may best remember.

       Join we now in merry singing,

       Chant we now the oldest folk-lore,

       That the dear ones all may hear them,

       That the well-inclined may hear them,

       Of this rising generation.

       These are words in childhood taught me,

       Songs preserved from distant ages,

       Legends they that once were taken

       From the belt of Wainamoinen,

       From the forge of Ilmarinen,

       From the sword of Kaukomieli,

       From the bow of Youkahainen,

       From the pastures of the Northland,

       From the meads of Kalevala.

       These my dear old father sang me

       When at work with knife and hatchet

       These my tender mother taught me

       When she twirled the flying spindle,

       When a child upon the matting

       By her feet I rolled and tumbled.

       Incantations were not wanting

       Over Sampo and o'er Louhi,

       Sampo growing old in singing,

       Louhi ceasing her enchantment.

       In the songs died wise Wipunen,

       At the games died Lemminkainen.

       There are many other legends,

       Incantations that were taught me,

       That I found along the wayside,

       Gathered in the fragrant copses,

       Blown me from the forest branches,

       Culled among the plumes of pine-trees,

       Scented from the vines and flowers,

       Whispered to me as I followed

       Flocks in land of honeyed meadows,

       Over hillocks green and golden,

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