The last residue of Finland through the heretical voice of the Kalevala:
So now she steps further down
launched herself upon the waves
on the clear high seas
upon the open expanse.
There came a great gust of wind
from the east nasty weather
lashed the sea to foam whipped it into waves.
the wind lulled the maid
and the billow drove the lass
about the blue main
and the froth-capped waves;
and the wind blew her womb full
the sea maker her fat.
