Poems and SongsAmerican-Scandinavian Foundation, 1915 - 264 стор. |
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... Wergeland and during the second half in Björn- stjerne Björnson . True as this is of the former , it is still more true of the latter , for the history of Norway shows that the soul of its people expresses itself best through will and ...
... Wergeland and during the second half in Björn- stjerne Björnson . True as this is of the former , it is still more true of the latter , for the history of Norway shows that the soul of its people expresses itself best through will and ...
Сторінка xxi
... Wergeland in Christiania , Björnson spoke of him and of Norway's constitution as growing up together ; with reference to this it has been maintained that we have still greater right to say that Björnson and Norway's full freedom and ...
... Wergeland in Christiania , Björnson spoke of him and of Norway's constitution as growing up together ; with reference to this it has been maintained that we have still greater right to say that Björnson and Norway's full freedom and ...
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... Wergeland regal . Oh ! Ha ! He came like an innocent spring - lambkin ewe - born , Oh , woe ! So neat and so fine in his guilelessness new - born Like snow . The flesh so delicious was chopped up to farce - meat , And later by Wergeland ...
... Wergeland regal . Oh ! Ha ! He came like an innocent spring - lambkin ewe - born , Oh , woe ! So neat and so fine in his guilelessness new - born Like snow . The flesh so delicious was chopped up to farce - meat , And later by Wergeland ...
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Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson. With wealth of light and power . There shines he : HENRIK Wergeland , Out over Norway's pallid strand In memory's clear hour . I OLD HELTBERG WENT to a school that was little and proper , Both for church and for ...
Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson. With wealth of light and power . There shines he : HENRIK Wergeland , Out over Norway's pallid strand In memory's clear hour . I OLD HELTBERG WENT to a school that was little and proper , Both for church and for ...
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... Wergeland's wild hunt " o'er our country could rage ! There was power in the men who took part in that play , There was will in the power that then broke its way . Now alone he was left , forgotten in his corner , But in deeds was a ...
... Wergeland's wild hunt " o'er our country could rage ! There was power in the men who took part in that play , There was will in the power that then broke its way . Now alone he was left , forgotten in his corner , But in deeds was a ...
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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!