Page 1 of 11 KALEVALA
Translated by
John Martin Crawford
Transcribed by
Echo of Snac
Page 2 of 11 RUNE I, PART IV
BIRTH OF WAINAMOINEN
Then the daughter of
the Ether,
Now the hapless
water-mother,
Raised her shoulders
out of water,
Raised her knees
above the ocean,
That the duck might
build her dwelling,
Page 3 of 11 Build her
nesting-place in
safety.
Thereupon the duck
in beauty,
Flying slowly, looking
round her,
Spies the shoulders of
the maiden,
Sees the knees of
Ether's daughter,
Now the hapless
water-mother,
Page 4 of 11 Thinks them to be
grassy hillocks,
On the blue back of
the ocean.
Thence she flies and
hovers slowly,
Lightly on the knee
she settles,
Finds a nesting-place
befitting,
Where to lay her
eggs in safety.
Page 5 of 11 Here she builds her
humble dwelling,
Lays her eggs within,
at pleasure,
Six, the golden eggs
she lays there,
Then a seventh, an
egg of iron;
Sits upon her eggs to
hatch them,
Quickly warms them on
the knee-cap
Page 6 of 11 Of the hapless
water-mother;
Hatches one day,
then a second,
Then a third day sits
and hatches.
Warmer grows the
water round her,
Warmer is her bed in
ocean,
While her knee with
fire is kindled,
Page 7 of 11 And her shoulders
too are burning,
Fire in every vein is
coursing.
Quick the maiden
moves her
shoulders,
Shakes her members
in succession,
Shakes the nest from
its foundation,
And the eggs fall into
ocean,
Page 8 of 11 Dash in pieces on the
bottom
Of the deep and
boundless waters.
In the sand they do
not perish,
Not the pieces in the
ocean;
But transformed, in
wondrous beauty
All the fragments
come together
Page 9 of 11 Forming pieces two in
number,
One the upper, one
the lower,
Equal to the one, the
other.
From one half the
egg, the lower,
Grows the nether
vault of Terra:
From the upper half
remaining,
Page 10 of 11 Grows the upper
vault of Heaven;
From the white part
come the moonbeams,
From the yellow part
the sunshine,
From the motley part
the starlight,
From the dark part
grows the cloudage;
And the days speed
onward swiftly,
Page 11 of 11 Quickly do the years
fly over,
From the shining of
the new sun
From the lighting of
the full moon.