Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson

(8 December 1832 – 26 April 1910 / Kvikne)

Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson Poems

41. Olaf Trygvason 3/31/2010
42. To Erika Lie 3/31/2010
43. They Have Found Each Other 3/31/2010
44. To Molde 3/31/2010
45. Rallying Song For Freedom In The North To 3/31/2010
46. Song 3/31/2010
47. The Maiden's Song 1/1/2004
48. Our Country 1859 1/1/2004
49. Lector Thaasen 3/31/2010
50. Ivar Ingemundson's Lay 3/31/2010
51. Norwegian Students' Greeting With A Procession To Professor Welhaven 3/31/2010
52. Norse Nature 3/31/2010
53. Romsdal 3/31/2010
54. To My Wife 3/31/2010
55. Those With Me 3/31/2010
56. To Johan Sverdrup 3/31/2010
57. Song Of Freedom To 3/31/2010
58. The Spinner 3/31/2010
59. The Day Of Sunshine 3/31/2010
60. To Johan Dahl, Bookdealer 3/31/2010
61. Hymn Of The Puritans 3/31/2010
62. Mountain Song 1/1/2004
63. P. A. Munch 3/31/2010
64. Our Language 3/31/2010
65. Song For Norway National Hymn 3/31/2010
66. The Maiden On The Shore 3/31/2010
67. Workmen's March 3/31/2010
68. Psalms 3/31/2010
69. May Seventeenth 3/31/2010
70. Lambkin Mine 1/1/2004
71. The Angels Of Sleep 3/31/2010
72. To Sculptor Borch 3/31/2010
73. Over The Lofty Mountains 1/1/2004
74. Synnove's Song 1/1/2004
75. In The Forest 3/31/2010
76. To A Godson 3/31/2010
77. Our Forefathers 3/31/2010
78. Old Heltberg 3/31/2010
79. Young Men And Women, Strong And Sound 3/31/2010
80. Sin, Death 3/31/2010

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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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Love Thy Neighbor

Love thy neighbor, to Christ be leal!
Crush him never with iron-heel,
Though in the dust he's lying!
All the living responsive await
Love with power to recreate,
Needing alone the trying.

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