Poems

To erika lie When Norse nature’s dower Tones will paint with power, There is more than mountain-heights that tower,– Plains spread wide-extending, Whereon at their wending […]

TO HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSEN (AT A SUMMER-FÊTE FOR HIM IN CHRISTIANIA, 1871) We welcome you this wondrous summer-day, When childhood’s dreams on earth are streaming, To […]

To johan dahl, bookdealer (ON HIS SIXTIETH BIRTHDAY) Our glasses we lift now and drink to our host! “Hurrah!” Give heed to our ditty, we sing […]

To johan sverdrup When now my song selects and praises Your forceful name, think not it raises The rallying-flag for battle near; The street-fight shall not […]

To missionary skrefsrud in santalistan I honor you, who, though refused, affronted, Have heard the voice, and victory have won; I honor you, who still by […]

To molde Molde, Molde, True as a song, Billowy rhythms whose thoughts fill with love me, Follow thy form in bright colors above me, Bear thy […]

To my father (upon his retirement) In all the land our race was once excelling. In richer regions it e’en now possesses Broad seats and fruitful; […]

To my wife (WITH A SET OF ROMAN PEARLS) Pray, take these pearls!–and my thanks for them You lavished, the home of my youth to gem! […]

To sculptor borch (ON HIS FIFTIETH BIRTHDAY) With friends you stalwart stand and fair, To-day of fifty years the heir; The past your works rejoicing praise, […]

To stang May Seventeenth in Eidsvold’s church united, To hallow after fifty years the day When they who there our charter free indited, Together for our […]