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Thus I sought one day, a second,

Sought her also on the third day.

When the third day had passed over,

For a long time yet I wandered,

Till I reached a mighty mountain,

And a peak of all the highest,

Calling ever on my daughter,

Ever grieving for the lost one.

“‘Where is now my dearest daughter?

O my daughter, come thou homeward!’

“Thus I shouted to my daughter,

Grieving ever for the lost one,

And the mountains made me answer,

And the heaths again re-echoed,

‘Call no more upon thy daughter,

Call no more, and shout no longer,

Never will she come back living,

Nor return unto her household,

Never to her mother’s dwelling,

To her aged father’s boathouse.’”

, Kalervo’s offspring,

With the very bluest stockings,

After this continued living,

In the shelter of his parents,