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O’er the broad lake’s shining surface,
Out upon the open water,
On the head of Väinämöinen,
Falling on Uvantolainen.
“But if this is not sufficient,
Iku-Turso, son of Äijö,
Lift thy head from out the water,
Raise thy head above the billows,350
Crush thou Kaleva’s vile children,
Sink thou down Uvantolainen,
Sink thou down the wicked heroes
In the depths beneath the billows,
Bring to Pohjola the Sampo,
Let it fall not from the vessel.
“But if this is not sufficient,
Ukko, thou, of Gods the highest,
Golden king in airy regions,
Mighty one, adorned with silver,360
Let the air be filled with tempest,
Raise a mighty wind against them,
Raise thou winds and waves against them,
With their boat contending ever,
Falling on the head of Väinö,
Rushing on Uvantolainen.”
Then the Maid of Clouds, Mist-Maiden,
From the lake a cloud breathed upward,
Through the air the cloud she scattered,
And detained old Väinämöinen,370
And for three whole nights she kept him
Out upon the lake’s blue surface,
And he could not move beyond it,
Nor could he escape beyond it.
When for three nights he had rested
Out upon the lake’s blue surface,
Spoke the aged Väinämöinen,
And expressed himself in thiswise:
“There’s no man, how weak soever,
Not among the laziest heroes,380
Who by clouds would thus be hindered,
And by mists would thus be worsted.”