Kalevala, The Land of the Heroes, Volume Two. Anonymous

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СКАЧАТЬ At the drinking-bout of Pohja?

       If the goblet made thee suffer,

       Here a better one awaits thee, 80

       Which thy father won in battle,

       Which he fought for in the contest."

      Said the lively Lemminkainen,

       "O my mother who hast borne me,

       If the goblet made me suffer,

       I would overcome the masters,

       Overcome a hundred heroes,

       And would face a thousand heroes."

      Then said Lemminkainen's mother,

       "Wherefore art thou then in trouble? 90

       If the horse has overcome you,

       Wherefore let the horse annoy you?

       If the horse has overcome you,

       You should buy yourself a better,

       With your father's lifelong savings,

       Which the aged man provided."

      Said the lively Lemminkainen,

       "O my mother who hast borne me,

       If I quarrelled with the courser,

       Or the foal had over-reached me, 100

       I myself have shamed the masters,

       Overcome the horses' drivers,

       Foals and drivers I have vanquished,

       And the heroes with their coursers."

      Then said Lemminkainen's mother,

       "Wherefore art thou then in trouble,

       Wherefore is thy heart so troubled,

       As from Pohjola thou comest?

       Have the women laughed about you,

       Or the maidens ridiculed you? 110

       If the women laughed about you,

       Or the maidens ridiculed you,

       There are maidens to be jeered at,

       Other women to be laughed at."

      Said the lively Lemminkainen,

       "O my mother who hast borne me,

       If the women laughed about me,

       Or the maidens ridiculed me,

       I would laugh at all their menfolk,

       And would wink at all the maidens, 120

       I would shame a hundred women,

       And a thousand brides would make them."

      Then said Lemminkainen's mother,

       "What has chanced, my son, my darling,

       Hast thou perhaps encountered something

       As to Pohjola thou wentest?

       Have you eaten perhaps too freely,

       Eaten much, too much have drunken,

       Or at night perchance when resting

       Have you seen a dream of evil?" 130

      Then the lively Lemminkainen,

       Answered in the words which follow:

       "Perhaps old women may remember,

       What in sleep they saw in vision!

       Though my nightly dreams I think on,

       Yet are those of daytime better.

       O my mother, aged woman,

       Fill my bag with fresh provisions,

       With a good supply of flour,

       And a lump of salt add likewise, 140

       For thy son must travel further,

       Journey to another country,

       Journey from this house beloved,

       Journey from this lovely dwelling,

       For the men their swords are whetting,

       And the lance-tips they are sharpening."

      Then his mother interrupted,

       Asking him his cause of trouble.

       "Wherefore whet the men their sword-blades,

       Wherefore sharpen they the lance-tips?" 150

      Answered lively Lemminkainen,

       Said the handsome Kaukomieli,

       "Therefore do they whet their sword-blades,

       Therefore they the lance-tips sharpen:

       On the head of me unhappy,

       On my neck to bring destruction.

       From a quarrel rose a duel,

       There in Pohjola's enclosure;

       I have slain the son of Pohja,

       Slain the very lord of Pohja, 160

       Then rose Pohjola to battle,

       Close behind me comes the tumult,

       Raging all for my destruction,

       To surround a single warrior."

      Then his mother gave him answer,

       To her child the old crone answered:

       "I myself already told you,

       And I had already warned you,

       And forbidden you most strictly

       Not to Pohjola to venture. 170

       Had you stayed at home in quiet,

       Living in your mother's dwelling,

       Safely in your parent's homestead,

       In the home of her who bore thee,

       Then no war had ever risen,

       Nor appeared a cause of contest.

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