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... OLAF TRYGVASON 45 A SIGH TO A GODSON BERGLIOT TO MY WIFE IN A HEAVY HOUR KAARE'S SONG IVAR INGEMUNDSON'S LAY MAGNUS THE BLIND SIN , DEATH FRIDA BERGEN P. A. MUNCH 46 48 48 56 56 57 58 62 63 . 63 65 66 KING FREDERIK THE SEVENTH TO SWEDEN ...
... OLAF TRYGVASON 45 A SIGH TO A GODSON BERGLIOT TO MY WIFE IN A HEAVY HOUR KAARE'S SONG IVAR INGEMUNDSON'S LAY MAGNUS THE BLIND SIN , DEATH FRIDA BERGEN P. A. MUNCH 46 48 48 56 56 57 58 62 63 . 63 65 66 KING FREDERIK THE SEVENTH TO SWEDEN ...
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... North Sea go ; High on deck in the morning glow Erling Skjalgsson from Sole Scans all the sea toward Denmark : " Cometh never Olaf Trygvason ? " Six and fifty the ships are there , Sails are OLAF TRYGVASON 45 SECRET LOVE OLAF TRYGVASON.
... North Sea go ; High on deck in the morning glow Erling Skjalgsson from Sole Scans all the sea toward Denmark : " Cometh never Olaf Trygvason ? " Six and fifty the ships are there , Sails are OLAF TRYGVASON 45 SECRET LOVE OLAF TRYGVASON.
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... Olaf Trygvason ? " When the sun in the second dawn Cloudward rising no mast had drawn , Grew to a storm their clamor : " Where is the great Long Serpent ? Cometh never Olaf Trygvason ? " Silent , silent that moment bound , Stood they ...
... Olaf Trygvason ? " When the sun in the second dawn Cloudward rising no mast had drawn , Grew to a storm their clamor : " Where is the great Long Serpent ? Cometh never Olaf Trygvason ? " Silent , silent that moment bound , Stood they ...
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... Olaf Trygvason , Going o'er the North Sea grim , Straight for his home and kingdom steering , Where none awaited him . Now the first mountains tower ; Are they walls , on the ocean that lower ? And that was Olaf Trygvason , Fast the ...
... Olaf Trygvason , Going o'er the North Sea grim , Straight for his home and kingdom steering , Where none awaited him . Now the first mountains tower ; Are they walls , on the ocean that lower ? And that was Olaf Trygvason , Fast the ...
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... Olaf Trygvason , Seemed to see before his eyes Mottled and gray some timeless temple Lifting white domes to the skies . Sorely he longed to win it , Stand and hallow his young faith within it . TO HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSEN ( AT A SUMMER ...
... Olaf Trygvason , Seemed to see before his eyes Mottled and gray some timeless temple Lifting white domes to the skies . Sorely he longed to win it , Stand and hallow his young faith within it . TO HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSEN ( AT A SUMMER ...
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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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