With death's dark eye acquainted she had been made ere this, When to her son, her first-born, she gave the farewell kiss, And when afar she hastened beside her mother's bed,...
E'en as the Sibyl in Northland-dawn drew Forth from the myth-billows gliding, Told all the past, all the future so true, Sank with the lands' last subsiding, -...
Open water, open water! All the weary winter's yearning Bursts in restless passion burning. Scarce is seen the blue of ocean, And the hours seem months in motion.
A land there is, lying near far-northern snow, Where only the fissures life's springtime may know. But surging, the sea tells of great deeds done, And loved is the land as a mother by son....
High memories with power Shine through the wintry North On every peak's white tower, On Kattegat so swarth. All is so still and spacious, ` The Northern Lights flow free,...
Thou, who sailest Norse mountain-air, And Denmark's songs by the cradle singest, Who badest in Hald the war-flames flare, And, heard in our children's joy, gently ringest, -...
Wonder I must, what I once may see Over the lofty mountains! Eyes shall meet only snow, may be; Standing here, each evergreen tree Over the heights is yearning; -...
Many forms belong to greatness. He who now has left us bore it As a doubt that made him sleepless, But at last gave revelation, - As a sight-enhancing power,...
Once I knew a noble peasant From a line of men large-hearted. Light and strength were in his mind, Lifted like a peak clear-lined O'er the valley in spring sunshine, First to feel the morning's beam,...
I I seem to be Sundered from Thee, Thou Harmony of all creation. Am I disowned For talents loaned And useless hid in vain probation? Now powerless, In weariness,...
Dishonored by the higher, but loved by all the low, - Say, is it not the pathway that the new has to go? By those who ought to guard it betrayed, oh yes, betrayed, -...
Come up on deck! The morning is clear, - Memory wakes, as the landmarks appear. How many the islands, green and cheery, The salt-licking skerries, weed-wound, smeary!...
He gloomily sat by the wall, As gaily she danced with them all. Her laughter's light spell On every one fell; His heartstrings were near unto rending, But this there was none comprehending. ...
Sin and Death, those sisters two, Two, two, Sat together while dawned the morning. Sister, marry! Your house will do, Do, do, For me, too, was Death's warning. ...
Song brings us light with the power of lending Glory to brighten the work that we find; Song brings us warmth with the power of rending Rigor and frost in the swift-melting mind....
Yes, we love this land that towers Where the ocean foams; Rugged, storm-swept, it embowers Many thousand homes. Love it, love it, of you thinking, Father; mother dear,...
Now, brothers, sing out our song, Whose train of light shall follow long! With love are its measures beating And victory's joyous greeting, While round about it flower-seeds...