To My Father (Upon His Retirement) (Bjornstjerne Bjornson Poems)
In all the land our race was once excelling.In richer regions it e'en now possessesBroad seats and fruitful; but by ...
In all the land our race was once excelling.In richer regions it e'en now possessesBroad seats and fruitful; but by ...
Evening is coming, the sun waxes red,Radiant colors from heaven are beamingLife's lustrous longings in infinite streaming;—Glory in death o'er ...
Fair Venevil hastened with tripping feet Her lover to meet.He sang, so it rang o'er the church far ...
With smiles his soft eyes ever gleamed, When God and country thinking;With endless joy, his soul, it seemed, Faith, fatherland, ...
The youth in the woods spent the whole day long, The whole day long;For there he had heard ...
Dance! called the fiddle, Its strings loudly giggled, The bailiff's man wriggled Ahead for a spree."Hold!" shouted Ola And tripped ...
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