poet Jens Baggesen

Poems of Jens Baggesen

61. Den første Mai 7/4/2012
62. Den mistænkelige Tandpine 7/4/2012
63. Den rette Biskop 7/4/2012
64. Den sovende Semire 7/4/2012
65. Den trufne Centaur til sin Lærling 7/4/2012
66. Den vakte Knud 7/4/2012
67. Den visnede Maiblomst 7/4/2012
68. Det afbrudte Hierteqvad 7/4/2012
69. Det belovede Liigvers 7/4/2012
70. Det eene Fornødne 7/4/2012
71. Det første Haandtryk 7/4/2012
72. Det første Mø 7/4/2012
73. Det fortvivlede Mord 7/4/2012
74. Det korte Solbesøg 7/4/2012
75. Det slette Skrivertøi 7/4/2012
76. Det tilgivelige Tyverie 7/4/2012
77. Deucalion og Pyrrha 7/4/2012
78. Digtekunstens Undfangelse [Begeistring! i Skiønheds uskyldige Skiød] 7/4/2012
79. Digterdrømmen 7/4/2012
80. Digterens Nat 7/4/2012

Childhood

There was a time when I was very small,
When my whole frame was but an ell in height;
Sweetly, as I recall it, tears do fall,
And therefore I recall it with delight.

I sported in my tender mother's arms,
And rode a-horseback on best father's knee;
Alike were sorrows, passions and alarms,
And gold, and Greek, and love, unknown to me,

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