Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson

(8 December 1832 – 26 April 1910 / Kvikne)

The Dove - Poem by Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson

I saw a dove fear-daunted,
By howling storm-blast driven;
Where waves their power vaunted,
From land it had been riven.
No cry nor moan it uttered,
I heard no plaint repeated;
In vain its pinions fluttered --
It had to sink, defeated.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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