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Runo XLIII]

“On the heath the bear I’ll waken,

From the pines the wide-toothed monster,

That he may destroy thy geldings,

And that he thy mares may slaughter,

And that he may kill thy cattle,

And that he thy cows may scatter.

I’ll with sickness slay thy people,

And thy race will wholly slaughter,

That so long as shines the moonlight,

In the world no more ’tis mentioned.”

Then the aged Väinämöinen

Answered in the words that follow:

“Never Lapland spell affects me,

Neither threats from Turjalainen.

Jumala is lord of weather,

Keys of fate are the Creator’s,

Not to wicked men entrusted,

Neither to malicious fingers.

“If I turn to my Creator,

To my Jumala upreaching,

From my corn he’ll banish maggots,

That they do not spoil my harvests,

That they may not harm my seed-com,

Nor destroy my corn when growing,

Nor may take my seed-corn from me,

Nor my splendid corn when growing.

“Go thou, Pohjola’s great Mistress,

Drag unto the stones the lost ones,

Crush thou in the rocks the wicked,

Evils in thy chosen mountain,

Not the shining of the moonlight,

Nor the shining of the sunlight.

“Send the Frost to freeze the country,

Send the frozen air destroying,

Send it only on thy seed-corn,

That thy corn when sown be injured.

Send thou forth a hail of iron,

And a hail of steel o’erwhelming,

Let it fall on thine own ploughing,

Only on the fields of Pohja.