The Kalevala is Finland's national epic poem, researched and transcribed by Dr. Elias Lönnrot (1802-1835). Lönnrot and his assistants traveled throughout the country, asking people to tell them whatever they could remember about the folklore surrounding Kalevala, the "Land of Heroes." On February 28, 1835, after years of research, Lönnrot signed the preface to the first edition of the poem. Its more than 20,000 verses brought to life the adventures of such characters as the warrior Lemminkäinen and the blacksmith Ilmarinen, who played a part in the creation of the world when he forged the "lids of heaven." This event marked a turning point in Finnish literature; up to this point, little had been written in the Finnish language. Lönnrot is honored with parades and concerts on this day.
Finnish Origin Charm Against A Disease, Induced By Magic, Or By Another Person
" If you chance to be a deed done, an injury caused by another,
I will certainly get to know your clan, discover your birthplace.
From there the injuries came previously, from there harm caused by magic occurred,
From sorcerers' districts, from magic singers' pastures,
From scoundrels' homesites, from wizards' fields,
From Grave Spirits' heaths, from land within the world below,
From a dead man's home, from the farmstead of one departed,
From spongy soil, from crumble earth,
From rattling gravel, from tinkling sands,
From boggy swales, from mossless fens,
From heavy quagmires, from plashing springs,
From a cave in the Demon's wood, from five mountain crevices,
From summit of a copper mountain, from the ridge of a copper one ,
From murmuring firs, soughing evergreens,
From the crown of a rotten pine, from pines with rotten crowns,
From places where foxes bark, from the trails where one skis after an elk,
From a brown bear's lair in a rock, from a bear's den in the rock,
From the extensive back parts of North Farm, from Lapland ' s vast regions,
From clearings without underbrush, unplowed lands,
From great battlefields, fields where men are slaughtered,
From rustling grass, from reeking gore,
From the great expanses of the sea, from the wide open sea,
From the black ooze of the sea, from the depth of a thousand fathoms,
From murmuring currents, from flashing whirlpools,
From the strong rapids of Finnmark, from the eddy of a mighty water,
From the farther side of the heavens, from behind fine - weather clouds,
From the path of the cold spring wind, from the cradle of the wind.
Have you, too, come from there, did you, magic infection, come from there,
into a guiltless heart, an innocent belly ,
to eat, to gnaw, to bite, to quarry ?"
- The Kalevala