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I've just been listening to Sibelius and by coincidence there were some notes including the following excerpt from a "Finnish" epic. In the first highlighted section we see internal evidence that once beyond Lapland, borders become very wide of the mark. The exact width is not specified (I will address this next) but in case of there being supposed between Russia and "Finland" a border, what is expressed here.—.and as a matter of national identity which all these epics are.—.is an understanding that outside Lapland the Russian border veers off by a wide margin; east or west, one hundred miles or more or less who knows? Let's go with veers off east by 275 miles at the point of greatest deviation which brings me to Japan.

The second highlighted section presents a meretricious display unlikely to deceive even a peahen and yet this wretched sister is deceived. In multiple theatres and using multiple props such as fruit.&.nut delicacies, yummy fabrics, embroidered stockings, silver girdles and yes she was destroyed. Deluded. Not my words. The words of the epic itself. The words of national identity. But which nation?

We've seen in the thread how these styles are much more suited to geisha as indeed is the ambience of the whole sordid episode. The distinct samurai theme, the rug snurfling, severed aortas in Seppuku endings, blue-stockinged men, is this epic lifted straight from a Japanese game show?

Or is it the other way ’round!

I present the facts. You decide.

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Kullervo, Kalervo’s offspring, with the very bluest stockings,
And with yellow hair the finest, and with shoes of finest leather,
Went his way to pay the taxes, and he went to pay the land-dues.

When he now had paid the taxes, and had also paid the land-dues,
In his sledge he quickly bounded, and upon the sledge he mounted,
And began to journey homeward, and to travel to his country.

And he drove, and rattled onward, and he travelled on his journey,
Traversing the heath of Väinö, and his clearing made aforetime.

And by chance a maiden met him, with her yellow hair all flowing,
There upon the heath of Väinö, on his clearing made aforetime.

Kullervo, Kalervo’s offspring, checked his sledge upon the instant,
And began a conversation, and began to talk and wheedle:

KULLERVO
“Come into my sledge, O maiden,
“Rest upon the furs within it.”

FIRST MAIDEN
“In the sledge may Death now enter,
“On thy furs be Sickness seated.”

Kullervo, Kalervo’s offspring, with the very bluest stockings,
With his whip then struck his courser, with his beaded whip he lashed him,
Sprang the horse upon the journey, rocked the sledge, the road was traversed.

And by chance a maiden met him, walking on, with shoes of leather,
O’er the lakes extended surface, and across the open water.

Kullervo, Kalervo’s offspring, checked his horse upon the instant,
And his mouth at once he opened, and began to speak as follows:

KULLERVO
“Come into my sledge, O fair one,
“Pride of earth, and journey with me.”

SECOND MAIDEN
“In thy sledge may Tuoni seek thee,
“Manalainen journey with thee.”

Kullervo, Kalervo’s offspring, with the very bluest stockings,

With his whip then struck his courser, with his beaded whip he lashed him,
Sprang the horse upon his journey, rocked the sledge, the way was shortened.
And by chance a maiden met him, wearing a tin brooch, and singing,
Out upon the heaths of Pohja, and the borders wide of Lapland.
Kullervo, Kalervo’s offspring, Checked his horse upon the instant,
And his mouth at once he opened, And began to speak as follows:

KULLERVO
“Come into my sledge, O maiden,
“Underneath my rug, my dearest,
“And you there shall eat my apples,
“And shall crack my nuts in comfort.”

SISTER
“At your sledge I spit, O villain,
“Even at your sledge, O scoundrel,
“Underneath your rug is coldness,
“And within you sledge is darkness.”

Kullervo, Kalervo’s offspring, with the very bluest stockings,
Dragged into his sledge the maiden, and into the sledge he pulled her,
And upon the furs he laid her, underneath the rug he pushed her.

SISTER
“From the sledge at once release me, leave the child in perfect freedom,
“That I hear of nothing evil, neither foul nor filthy language,
“Or upon the ground I’ll throw me, and will break the sledge to splinters,
“And will smash your sledge to atoms, break the wretched sledge to pieces!”

Kullervo, Kalervo’s offspring, with the very bluest stockings,
opened then his hide-bound coffer, clanging raised the pictured cover,
And he showed her all his silver, out he spread the choicest fabrics,
Stockings too, all gold-embroidered, girdles all adorned with silver.

Soon the fabrics turned her dizzy, to a bride the money changed her,
And the silver it destroyed her, And the shining gold deluded.

SISTER
“Tell me now of your relations, what the brave race that you spring from,
“From a mighty race it seems me, offspring of a mighty father.”

KULLERVO
“No, my race is not a great one, not a great one, not a small one,

“I am just of middle station, Kalervo’s unhappy offspring,
“Stupid boy, and very foolish, worthless child, and good for nothing.
“Tell me now about your people, and the brave race that you spring from,
“Perhaps from a mighty race descended, offspring of a mighty father.”

SISTER
“No, my race is not a great one, not a great one, not a small one,

“I am just of middle station, Kalervo’s unhappy daughter,

“Stupid girl, and very foolish, worthless child, and good for nothing.

“When I was a little infant, living with my tender mother,

“To the wood I went for berries, neath the mountain sought for raspberries,
“On the plains I gathered strawberries, underneath the mountain, raspberries,
“Plucked by day, at night I rested, plucked for one day and a second,
“And upon the third day likewise, but the pathway home I found not,

“In the woods the pathways led me, and the footpaths to the forest.

“There I stood, and burst out weeping, wept for one day, and a second,

“And at length upon the third day, then I climbed a mighty mountain,
“To the peak of all the highest, on the peak I called and shouted,
“And the woods made answer to me, while the heaths re-echoed likewise:
“‘Do not call, O girl so senseless, shout not, void of understanding,
“‘There is no one who can hear you, none at home to hear your shouting.’

“Then upon the third and fourth days, lastly on the fifth and sixth days,

“I to take my life attempted, tried to hurl me to destruction,
“But by no means did I perish, nor could I, the wretched, perish.

“Would that I, poor wretch, had perished, hapless one, had met destruction,

“That the second year thereafter, or the third among the summers,
“I had shone forth as a grass-blade, as a lovely flower existed,

“On the ground a beauteous berry, even as a scarlet cranberry,
“Then I had not heard there horrors, Would not then have known these terrors.”

KULLERVO
“Woe my day, O me unhappy, woe to me and all my household,

“For indeed my very sister, I my mother’s child have outraged!
“Woe my father, woe my mother, woe to you, my aged parents,
“To what purpose have you reared me, reared me up to be so wretched!

“Far more happy were my fortune, had I never been born or nurtured,
“Never in the air been strengthened, never in this world had entered,
“Wrongly I by death was treated, nor disease has acted wisely,

“That they did not fall upon me, and when two nights old destroy me.”

Kullervo, Kalervo’s offspring, at his side the black dog taking,
Tracked his path through trees to forest, where the forest rose the thickest.

But a short way had he wandered, but a little way walked onward,

When he reached the stretch of forest, recognized the spot before him,

Where he had seduced the maiden, and his mother’s child dishonored.

There the tender grass was weeping, and the lovely spot lamenting,

And the young grass was deploring, and the flowers of heath were grieving,
For the ruin of the maiden, for the mother’s child’s destruction.

Neither was the young grass sprouting, nor the flowers of heath expanding,
Nor the spot had covered over, where the evil thing had happened,
Where he had seduced the maiden, and his mother’s child dishonored.

Kullervo, Kalervo’s offspring, grasped the sharpened sword he carried,
Looked upon the sword and turned it, and he questioned it and asked it.

And he asked the sword’s opinion, if it was disposed to slay him

To devour his guilty body, and his evil blood to swallow.

Understood the sword his meaning, understood the hero’s question,
And it answered him as follows: “Wherefore at my heart’s desire,
“Should I not thy flesh devour and drink up thy blood so evil?
“I who guiltless flesh have eaten, drank the blood of those who sinned not.”

Kullervo, Kalervo’s offspring, with the very bluest stockings,

On the ground the haft set firmly, on the heath the hilt pressed tightly,
Turned the point against his bosom, and upon the point he threw him,
Thus he found the death he sought for, cast himself into destruction.

Even so the young man perished, thus died Kullervo the hero,
Thus the hero’s life was ended, Perished thus the hapless hero.