Henrik Wergeland

(17 June 1808 – 12 July 1845 / Brevik)

Poems of Henrik Wergeland

1. Juleaftenen (Christmas Eve ) 1/1/2004
2. The Army of Truth 4/26/2012
3. The First Embrace 4/26/2012
4. To a Pine Tree 4/26/2012

The First Embrace

Come to me, grief, on my bosom press,
Lest it should burst with joy’s excess:
Heaven, with disaster, hell, with your pains,
Calm its commotion. For here awhile
She has lain. Strike, foes!
Your shafts but soothe, when they pierce the veins
Of a breast that lows
With the bliss of her thrill and her smile.

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