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The Path on the Rainbow, edited by George W. Cronyn, [1918], at sacred-texts.com
SEDNOR AND THE FULMAR
AN ESKIMO BALLAD
(Recitative)
Where is she
who would never marry?
In a kayok to the mainland
going away.
p. 163
Dost thou see, my eyes,
dost thou see them?
Ia, ha, ha, ha, ha!
To a tent of ragged skins,
he has brought her, crying;
(the Fulmar, her husband)
Her father with her elder brother
in a boat coming;
(he, seeking his daughter)
In a boat his daughter embarked.
Her husband, the Fulmar, cried:
(thus the Magician!)
The Fulmar says: "My means for transforming
let me see them as they are;
let me see them once more."
Now they are taking the woman back;
to the tent going home;
the Fulmar followed,
(thus the Magician!)
Wind very strong to come near them;
(he made, the Magician!)
they were shipwrecked, nearly.
(Her father fears death!)
His daughter he pushes
into the sea.
To the boat on both sides—
to the boat she clings.
(Still followed, the Fulmar!)
With a knife he struck her;
whales emerged.
Again he struck her;
a thong seal emerged.
Again he struck her;
a fiord seal emerged.
(thus the Magician!)
Her whole body she leaned.
(Sednor, fearing death!)
p. 164
With a knife into the eyes
he stabbed her;
He killed her.
(Thus the Fulmar, the Magician!) On the shore
her father lifted her.
A quilt he took;
on the beach laid her down.
With a dog skin she was covered,
(Sednor, the Beautiful) The flood-tide took her.
(Based on a literal translation.)
p. 165 p. 166 p. 167
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