It was such a lovely sunshine-day,
The house and the yard couldn't hold me;
I roved to the woods, on my back I lay,
In cradle of fancy rolled me;
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April for me I choose!
In it the old things tumble,
In it things new refresh us;
It makes a mighty rumble,-
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Evening sunshine never
Solace to my window bears,
Morning sunshine elsewhere fares;-
Here are shadows ever.
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I saw a dove fear-daunted,
By howling storm-blast driven;
Where waves their power vaunted,
From land it had been riven.
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If you were born before yesterday,
Surely you've heard about Tailor Nils, who flaunts him so gay.
If it's more than a week that you've been here,
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A friend I possess, whose whispers just said,
"God's peace!" to my night-watching mind.
When daylight is gone and darkness brings dread,
He ever the way can find.
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You chosen men we welcome here
From brothers near.
We welcome you to Olaf's town
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... Oceanward I am ever yearning,
Where far it rolls in its calm and grandeur,
The weight of mountain-like fogbanks bearing,
Forever wandering and returning.
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The fox lay still by the birch-tree's root
In the heather.
The hare was running with nimble foot
O'er the heather.
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His day was the greatest the Northland has seen,
It one was with the midnight-sun's wonders serene:
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