--- title: The Tempest — The Sampo: A Wonder Tale of the Old North · full text with trees description: The Tempest, «The Sampo: A Wonder Tale of the Old North» by James Baldwin: the whole chapter, every sentence with its dependency tree and pragmatics. It begins: With painful labor, Ilmarinen climbed from branch to branch. --- [Mova](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/) · [this page in HTML](https://mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg66819/8/) [home](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/) / [corpora](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/) / [tales](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/) / [The Sampo: A Wonder Tale of the Old No…](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg66819/) / The Tempest # The Tempest The Tempest of «The Sampo: A Wonder Tale of the Old North» by James Baldwin: the whole text, 78 sentences and 1152 words. The small number after every sentence leads to its own page with its syntax tree and pragmatics, parsed by Mova itself. With painful labor, Ilmarinen climbed from branch to branch.[1](1/ "tree and pragmatics") He looked upward and saw the moon with silver face smiling from the topmost boughs.[2](2/ "tree and pragmatics") He saw the seven stars of the Bear glittering like gold amid the leaves and blossoms.[3](3/ "tree and pragmatics") They seemed almost within his grasp.[4](4/ "tree and pragmatics") They beckoned to him, called to him; and he, with right goodwill, climbed up, up, towards the moonlight and the starlight.[5](5/ "tree and pragmatics") “Foolish fellow!” he heard a voice whispering.[6](6/ "tree and pragmatics") “Foolish fellow! foolish fellow! foolish fellow!”[7](7/ "tree and pragmatics") “Who is it that calls me names—me the prince of all smiths?” he asked in anger.[8](8/ "tree and pragmatics") “It is I,” came the answer.[9](9/ "tree and pragmatics") “I am the tree which you are climbing—foolish fellow, foolish fellow, foolish fellow\![10](10/ "tree and pragmatics") The moon which you are after is only a shadow, foolish fellow.[11](11/ "tree and pragmatics") The stars are false as jack-o’-lanterns, foolish fellow.[12](12/ "tree and pragmatics") Even I, the tree, am a delusion.[13](13/ "tree and pragmatics") Save yourself while you may, foolish fellow, foolish fellow!”[14](14/ "tree and pragmatics") The Smith heard, but he heeded not.[15](15/ "tree and pragmatics") The moon was just a little above him; the stars were right at his fingers’ ends; in another moment he would grasp them all.[16](16/ "tree and pragmatics") On the ground far below him, the Minstrel was working his spells of magic.[17](17/ "tree and pragmatics") Ilmarinen saw him dancing, heard him singing, but understood him not.[18](18/ "tree and pragmatics") “Come storm wind, come whirlwind, Come swiftly, I say now; Pick up the wise blacksmith And bear him away, now.[19](19/ "tree and pragmatics") “Seize on him, and into Your flying boat lay him; Then far to the Frozen North, Gently convey him.[20](20/ "tree and pragmatics") “Blow storm wind, blow whirlwind, Let nothing delay you.[21](21/ "tree and pragmatics") Blow swiftly, blow fiercely, Blow, blow, I pray you!”[22](22/ "tree and pragmatics") Suddenly there was a roaring in the air and in the tree tops, and the sky grew dark and very dark.[23](23/ "tree and pragmatics") Then a mighty tempest came hurtling over the land.[24](24/ "tree and pragmatics") In a moment the tree of magic melted into nothingness, and the fairy moon and the dancing stars vanished in the murk and gloom.[25](25/ "tree and pragmatics") The winds lifted the venturesome Smith in their arms; they laid him softly in their swiftly sailing cloud boat; they hurried him over forests and marsh lands, over mountains and sea, and at the hour of midnight dropped him gently on the frozen shores of Pohyola.[26](26/ "tree and pragmatics") Wise old Louhi, gray and grim and toothless, was standing in her doorway.[27](27/ "tree and pragmatics") She heard the roar of the tempest and the shrieks of the night wind.[28](28/ "tree and pragmatics") She saw the inky clouds swiftly sailing from the South Land and the gray wolves of the air racing madly over the sea.[29](29/ "tree and pragmatics") Then in the misty darkness she heard footsteps; but the watch dogs lay sleeping in the sledgeway, their ears were closed, they did not bark.[30](30/ "tree and pragmatics") She listened, and presently a voice—a strange and manly voice—was heard above the storm wind’s roar; but still the watch dogs slept and gave no alarm.[31](31/ "tree and pragmatics") The Mistress, grim and fearless, spoke up bravely in the darkness, heeding not the dreadful turmoil.[32](32/ "tree and pragmatics") “Who goes there?” she cried.[33](33/ "tree and pragmatics") “Who is it that comes on the storm wind’s back, and yet so quietly that he does not rouse nor waken my watch dogs?”[34](34/ "tree and pragmatics") Then the voice answered from out the turmoil and the gloom, and a young man tall and handsome stepped into view.[35](35/ "tree and pragmatics") “I am a wayfarer and a stranger,” he said, “and I am not here through my own choice.[36](36/ "tree and pragmatics") Nevertheless, I beg that I may find in this place some shelter till this fearful storm has passed.”[37](37/ "tree and pragmatics") “You have no need to ask shelter of me,” answered the woman; “for when did the Mistress of Pohyola turn a stranger from her door?[38](38/ "tree and pragmatics") When did she refuse to give a wayfarer the warmest place by her fireside?”[39](39/ "tree and pragmatics") Forthwith she led him into her long, low hall; she gave him a seat by the pleasant fire.[40](40/ "tree and pragmatics") She brought food in plenty and set it before him.[41](41/ "tree and pragmatics") She did everything that would take away his weariness, everything that would add to his comfort.[42](42/ "tree and pragmatics") At length, when he had warmed and rested himself and had satisfied his hunger, she ventured to ask him a question.[43](43/ "tree and pragmatics") “Have you ever in all your travels met a minstrel, old and steady, whom men call Wainamoinen?”[44](44/ "tree and pragmatics") “Oh, yes, surely,” answered the Smith.[45](45/ "tree and pragmatics") “He is an ancient friend of mine, dear as a brother, precious as a father.[46](46/ "tree and pragmatics") He has just returned home from a long visit to this North Country.[47](47/ "tree and pragmatics") He tells wonderful stories of the good people of Pohyola—pleasant tales of a pleasant land.”[48](48/ "tree and pragmatics") “How glad I am,” said the Wise Woman.[49](49/ "tree and pragmatics") “Now tell me if in all your travels you have ever met a certain smith, young and wondrously skilful, whom men call Ilmarinen.”[50](50/ "tree and pragmatics") The stranger leaped to his feet and answered, “Surely, surely, I have often met that famous workman.[51](51/ "tree and pragmatics") Indeed, I myself am he; I am Ilmarinen, the Prince of Smiths, the maker of beautiful things, the skilfulest of men.”[52](52/ "tree and pragmatics") “Then, welcome, welcome!” cried Louhi, grim and gray; and she grasped the stranger’s hand.[53](53/ "tree and pragmatics") “We have been waiting for you a long time.[54](54/ "tree and pragmatics") We expect you to forge the Sampo for us.[55](55/ "tree and pragmatics") I know you will do so, for Wainamoinen the Minstrel promised me.”[56](56/ "tree and pragmatics") “The Sampo! the Sampo\![57](57/ "tree and pragmatics") What is the Sampo?” stammered Ilmarinen.[58](58/ "tree and pragmatics") “The Minstrel spoke of skilful smithing, but he mentioned not the Sampo.[59](59/ "tree and pragmatics") Never have I heard that name, although I have travelled wide.”[60](60/ "tree and pragmatics") “Oh, you shall hear enough about it, and you will forge it for us, I know,” said the Mistress, grim but joyful.[61](61/ "tree and pragmatics") And then she turned and left him—left him standing by the hearth-side and gazing sadly, thoughtfully, into the flames.[62](62/ "tree and pragmatics") “Now I understand it all,” he softly muttered to himself.[63](63/ "tree and pragmatics") “Wainamoinen has betrayed me.[64](64/ "tree and pragmatics") He has sent me to this dreary Frozen Land to do a task too great for his skill, too wonderful for his magic.[65](65/ "tree and pragmatics") He is old, he is cunning, he has outwitted me; shall I do the thing which he sent me to perform?”[66](66/ "tree and pragmatics") Meanwhile the gray Mistress of the Frozen Land hurried from the long hall.[67](67/ "tree and pragmatics") She paused not till she reached her daughter’s chamber.[68](68/ "tree and pragmatics") Briskly she went in, and softly she closed the door behind her.[69](69/ "tree and pragmatics") “My child, my beautiful child,” she cried, “he has come at last.[70](70/ "tree and pragmatics") He is young and tall and handsome.[71](71/ "tree and pragmatics") He will forge the Sampo for us; he will put the wonderful mill together; henceforth we shall want for nothing.”[72](72/ "tree and pragmatics") “Yes, mother,” said the Maid of Beauty.[73](73/ "tree and pragmatics") “Dress yourself, now, fair daughter.[74](74/ "tree and pragmatics") Put on your finest raiment and deck your hair with jewels.[75](75/ "tree and pragmatics") Don’t forget the golden chain that goes around your neck; nor the belt with copper buckle; nor your earrings; nor the silken ribbons for your hair; nor the jewelled band that goes upon your forehead.[76](76/ "tree and pragmatics") And oh, my dear child, do look pleasant, pretty, comely, and let your face be bright and cheerful.”[77](77/ "tree and pragmatics") “Yes, mother,” said the dutiful daughter.[78](78/ "tree and pragmatics") - ← previous: [The Smithy](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg66819/7/) - next →: [The Recipe](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg66819/9/) - ↑ back to [The Sampo: A Wonder Tale of the Old North](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg66819/)