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Welded it and hammered at it,

Heaped his rapid blows upon it,

Forged with cunning art the Sampo,

And on one side was a corn-mill,

On another side a salt-mill,

And upon the third a coin-mill.

Now was grinding the new Sampo,

And revolved the pictured cover,

Chestfuls did it grind till evening,

First for food it ground a chestful,

And another ground for barter,

And a third it ground for storage.

Now rejoiced the Crone of Pohja,

And conveyed the bulky Sampo,

To the rocky hills of Pohja,

And within the Mount of Copper,

And behind nine locks secured it.

There it struck its roots around it,

Fathoms nine in depth that measured,

One in Mother Earth deep-rooted,

In the strand the next was planted,

In the nearest mount the third one.

Afterwards smith Ilmarinen,

Asked the maiden as his guerdon,

And he spoke the words which follow:

“Will you give me now the maiden,

For the Sampo is completed,

With its beauteous pictured cover?”

Then the lovely maid of Pohja

Answered in the words which follow:

“Who in years that this shall follow,

For three summers in succession,

Who shall hear the cuckoo calling,

And the birds all sweetly singing,

If I seek a foreign country,

As in foreign lands a berry?

“If the dove had thus departed,

And the maiden thus should wander,

Strayed away the mother’s darling,

Likewise would the cranberries vanish,