Carl Michael Bellman

(4 February 1740 – 11 February 1795 / Stockholm)

Carl Michael Bellman Poems

1. Cradle-Song For My Son Carl 4/20/2010
2. Drink Out Thy Glass 4/20/2010
3. To Ulla 4/20/2010
4. Art And Politics 4/20/2010
5. Amaryllis 4/20/2010
6. Epistle No. 39 1/1/2004
7. Fredman's Song No. 10 1/1/2004
8. Epistle No. 36 1/1/2004
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Epistle No. 36

Our Ulla lay one morning and slept,
A hand beneath her ear;
Her key alone the taverner kept
Or through its hole might peer.
Outside in the tavern, sir,
All was nocturnally quiet;
Beer was none, nor, I'll aver,
Scarce water to supply it.
On tip-toes
He comes and goes
About her bedside, brothers;
Lifts a bit
Of coverlet,
And whispers with the others.
Ulla quivers,
Snores and shivers,
O'er her head the blanket piles;
Snuggles under,
With a thunder;
Turns about and smiles.

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