Then Antrimps spoke and gave this message sage: "The Baltic waters boil and heaving swirl, The winter winds in endless anger rage, And round great rocks the currents lashing whirl, And ships of foreign foes dash on the crag. The Baltic Sea will smash them as I please, Until the Baltic people's noble flag Throughout the world will wave upon all seas." Then, adding more, grim Pakols sternly spoke: "Brave Baltic souls will soar to Heaven's space, A joyous home for Latvia's gallant folk. But Hell for Strangers is the proper place- Beneath the Northern Lights, though fighting still, Their craven hearts will tremble with my fear. But I will show accordance with your will, And bless the souls of Latvia's children dear." Liga's gift of song Soon all the gods, in proper order each, Had sworn an oath to Perkons in his might. Now Liga rose, to all her view to teach, And spoke as follows in the Council's sight: "I truly count myself as near the least, Among the gods who love the Baltic race. But in my name the Latvian people feast, For Destiny gives to me a favoured place." "In Latvians all through long eternal time, Will never die the spirit of sweet song; They will endure in every age and clime, Their spirits sing through joy and sorrow long. Of Liga here the name will stay alive, Eternal in the people's joyous rhyme. The ancient gods will surely still survive, Who otherwise would fade with passing time." "You Perkons, Laima too, and all the rest, Will live on, known forever in your fame. The Baltic people will at my behest Sing songs heroic that preserve your name. Throughout the future, song will bring them cheer, And give them lightened spirit that, once more, They take up arms to serve their homeland dear, And for the cause of freedom go to war." Scene 2: Bearslayer's destiny is revealed by Perkons Staburadze tells of a wonder These vows the Council brought now to its close- Their homeward paths the gods departing sought. When Staburadze last of all arose, And with these words portentous tidings brought: "I came this day straight from my palace home, With eager news of what my eyes there saw. It happened in the seething waters' foam, The raging vortex of the maelstrom's maw." "I sat aloft and spun the mists of night, On Staburags's crag enthroned on high. The shuttle filled and in the morning's light, At cock's first crow the blushing dawn was nigh. Then came two witches riding in the air, Lit by the sun they flew in dawn's pale gleam; On oaken branches twisted, gnarled and bare, Across the Daugava sped above the stream." "And down into the pool a staff they cast, One of the two they through the heavens rode. Then on the other homeward sped off fast, To seek again their dread and drear abode.- To learn the reason for this secret deed, To look into the whirlpool's depths and see, I flew down straight, and took of all good heed, And drew the whirling branch secure to me."