Poetry: Maiden of the Rainbow

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Octavio Ocampo: Mouth of Flower /wikipaintings.org

Pohyola’s fair and winsome daughter,
Glory of the land and water,
Sat upon the bow of heaven,
On its highest arch resplendent,
In a gown of richest fabric,
In a gold and silver air-gown,
Weaving webs of golden texture,
Interlacing threads of silver;
Weaving with a golden shuttle,
With a weaving-comb of silver;
Merrily flies the golden shuttle,
From the maiden’s nimble fingers,
Briskly swings the lathe in weaving,
Swiftly flies the comb of silver,
From the sky-born maiden’s fingers,
Weaving webs of wondrous beauty.

 

Pohyola = Norden

– from poem 8:  Maiden of the Rainbow
of The Kalevala (national epic of Finland)  /
translation by John Martin Crawford, (1888)

By the way: The Kalevala – its influence on Tolkien,
Tolkien and the Kalevala (links corrected)

 

An Energy Boost from Tolkien

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Song Of Aragorn

All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.

– JRR Tolkien

Sing hey! for the bath at close of day
that washes the weary mud away!
A loon is he that will not sing:
O! Water Hot is a noble thing!

– From the Bath Song of  JRR Tolkien

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