Poems and SongsAmerican-Scandinavian Foundation, 1915 - 264 стор. |
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... God and man's relation to Him . Björnson's unfailing bent towards activity in behalf of others could not favor either the lyric outpouring of other purely personal moods . Such purely personal poems are then also relatively rare . Some ...
... God and man's relation to Him . Björnson's unfailing bent towards activity in behalf of others could not favor either the lyric outpouring of other purely personal moods . Such purely personal poems are then also relatively rare . Some ...
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... God have mercy , but this is queer ! - Good gracious , how dare you dance so here O'er the heather ? NILS FINN ( FROM HALTe hulda ) Now little Nils Finn had away to go ; The skis were too loose at both heel and toe . " That's too bad ...
... God have mercy , but this is queer ! - Good gracious , how dare you dance so here O'er the heather ? NILS FINN ( FROM HALTe hulda ) Now little Nils Finn had away to go ; The skis were too loose at both heel and toe . " That's too bad ...
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... God , take me therein , Take me therein ! The melody rare all my soul doth win , My soul doth win . ” Answered the Lord : " ' T is your friend alone , Your friend alone ; Though never an hour you it shall own , You it shall own . " OUR ...
... God , take me therein , Take me therein ! The melody rare all my soul doth win , My soul doth win . ” Answered the Lord : " ' T is your friend alone , Your friend alone ; Though never an hour you it shall own , You it shall own . " OUR ...
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Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson. Men of Norway , high or lowly , Give to God the praise ! He our land's Defender Holy In its darkest days ! All our fathers here have striven And our mothers wept , Hath the Lord His guidance given , So our right we ...
Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson. Men of Norway , high or lowly , Give to God the praise ! He our land's Defender Holy In its darkest days ! All our fathers here have striven And our mothers wept , Hath the Lord His guidance given , So our right we ...
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... God . Older men remember rather " New Year ! " ringing o'er the Northland . How it power had to gather Do Leaders to a greater age ! you him remember leaping Forth , his horn so gladly winding , Back the mob on all sides sweeping From ...
... God . Older men remember rather " New Year ! " ringing o'er the Northland . How it power had to gather Do Leaders to a greater age ! you him remember leaping Forth , his horn so gladly winding , Back the mob on all sides sweeping From ...
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battle bearing beauty Bergen Björnson born cheer Christian Christiania church Copenhagen Danish Dannebrog daring death deeds Denmark died dreams Einar eternal eyes fair faith father fight fjord flag flag of Norway flowers freedom future gave glad greet Grundtvig Haakon Haakon Jarl Hamar-made matches Harald Harald Fairhair Harald Gille heart heaven Henrik Wergeland Herman Anker honor Johan JOHAN SVERDRUP King land life's lift light of God's lyric Magnus melody memory Molde morning mountains N. F. S. GRUNDTVIG nation neath never night Norse Norsemen Northern Norway Norway's Norwegian o'er ocean Olaf Trygvason peace peasants poet political pure rumbled yonder sail Scandinavism SIGURD SLEMBE sing skald smiling soon sorrow soul spirit stand Stanza stood Storting student sunshine-day Sweden Swedish thanks thee thine Thou thought twined unto victory Vinje wander Welhaven Wergeland words written youth
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Сторінка 23 - As our fathers' conflict gave it Vict'ry at the end, Also we, when time shall crave it, Will its peace defend. " In the year 1881 speaking at the unveiling of the statue of Wergeland in Christiania Bjornson said that he and Norway's constitution grew up together. In a broader and higher sense we may say that Bjornson and Norway's full freedom and independence grew up together to the completeness that was...
Сторінка 21 - Yes, we love this land that towers Where the ocean foams; Rugged, storm swept, it embowers Many thousand homes.
Сторінка 246 - I was sitting in my garret room in the Upper Wall Street giving a lesson to a young lady, some one in the street pulled the bell cord as if he were trying to tear out the whole thing. Then there was a clattering as if a wild horde were breaking in, and a voice shouting, 'Forward! Forward! Hurrah! I have it! Forward!