Latvian mythology

Kā lācīši man zirdziņi, Kā ozoli arājiņi;	As bears are my horses, as oaks the ploughmen;
Kā šūniņa man maizīite, Kā bitīite cepējiņa.	As honeycomb my bread, as a bee my baker of bread.
Es nelaužu liepas zaru, Es jau pati liepa biju;	I don’t break the linden branch; I was linden myself.
Ozoliņa zaru lauzu, Man vajaga arājiņu.	I broke the oak branch; I need a ploughman.

Hunting of Unicorn

"The unicorn, through its intemperance and not knowing how to control itself, for the love it bears to fair maidens forgets its ferocity and wildness; and laying aside all fear it will go up to a seated damsel and go to sleep in her lap, and thus the hunters take it."

- Leonardo da Vinci