Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson

(8 December 1832 – 26 April 1910 / Kvikne)

Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson Poems

1. Ole Gabriel Ueland 3/31/2010
2. The Melody 1/1/2004
3. Holger Drachmann 3/31/2010
4. If Only You Knew It 3/31/2010
5. Love Thy Neighbor 1/1/2004
6. Question And Answer 3/31/2010
7. Toast For The Men Of Eidsvold 3/31/2010
8. When Comes The Morning? 3/31/2010
9. To Stang 3/31/2010
10. To Sweden 3/31/2010
11. To The Dannebrog 3/31/2010
12. To Aasmund Olafsen Vinje (Sung At His Wife's Grave) 3/31/2010
13. To Hans Christian Andersen 3/31/2010
14. Secret Love 3/31/2010
15. Sung For Norway's Riflemen 3/31/2010
16. The Bier Of Precentor A. Reitan 3/31/2010
17. The Blonde Maiden 3/31/2010
18. The Meeting 3/31/2010
19. The Poet 3/31/2010
20. Nils Finn 1/1/2004
21. In A Heavy Hour 3/31/2010
22. I Passed By The House 3/31/2010
23. Landfall 3/31/2010
24. Master Or Slave 3/31/2010
25. Norwegian Seamen's Song 3/31/2010
26. Magnus The Blind 3/31/2010
27. Kaare's Song 3/31/2010
28. King Frederik The Seventh 3/31/2010
29. Hamar-Made Matches 3/31/2010
30. The Call 1/1/2004
31. Marit's Song 1/1/2004
32. Johan Ludvig Heiberg 1860 1/1/2004
33. The Norrona-Race 3/31/2010
34. The First Meeting 3/31/2010
35. The Land That Shall Be (Dedicated To Herman Anker And M. Anker On The 3/31/2010
36. The Child In Our Soul 3/31/2010
37. Taylor's Song 3/31/2010
38. Song For The Students' Glee Club 3/31/2010
39. Post Festum 3/31/2010
40. Olaf Trygvason 3/31/2010

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Best Poem of Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson

A Day Of Sunshine

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;
But there were ants, and gnats that bite,
The horse-fly was keen, the wasp showed fight.

"Dear me, don't you want to be out in this fine
weather?" --said mother, who sat on the steps and sang.

It was such a lovely sunshine-day,
The house and the yard couldn't hold me;
A meadow I found, on my back I lay,
And sang what my spirit told me;
Then snakes came crawling, a fathom long,
To bask in the sun,--I...

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The Melody

The youth in the woods spent the whole day long,
The whole day long;
For there he had heard such a wonderful song,
Wonderful song.

Willow-wood gave him a flute so fair,
A flute so fair,--
To try, if within were the melody rare,
Melody rare.

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