human
What's the flame that's burning yonder, Where the Sound of Saari opens? 140 For a camp too small I think it, But 'tis larger than a fisher's.
gpt
On the river's other margin, Is a stately hero marching.
human
Bring a boat, O son of Pohja, Bring a boat for Väinämöinen.
gpt
Here the boats are never ready; You to row must use your fingers, And must use your hands for rudder, Crossing Pohjola's deep river.
human
Not as man should he be reckoned Who retreats upon his pathway.