Hans Christian Andersen

(2 April 1805 – 4 August 1875 / Odense)

Hans Christian Andersen Poems

481. Med En Hund I Sæbe 7/3/2012
482. Rückerts 'Gedichte' 7/3/2012
483. Jeg Elsker Dig 7/3/2012
484. Improvisation 7/2/2012
485. Lille Lise Ved Brønden 7/3/2012
486. Madrid 7/3/2012
487. Fru A. C. D. Drewsen, Født Lassen 7/2/2012
488. Til H. C. Ørsted 7/3/2012
489. Du Evige Gud, Saa Kjærlig Og God! 7/2/2012
490. The Dying Child 4/20/2012
491. November 4/20/2012
492. Formens Evige Magie 7/2/2012
493. August 4/20/2012
494. The Pixy And The Grocer 1/1/2004
495. April 4/20/2012
496. From The Philosopher’s Stone 1/1/2004

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Best Poem of Hans Christian Andersen

From The Philosopher’s Stone

Now she heard the following words sadly sung,—

“Life is a shadow that flits away
In a night of darkness and woe.”

But then would follow brighter thoughts:

“Life has the rose’s sweet perfume
With sunshine, light, and joy.”

And if one stanza sounded painfully—

“Each mortal thinks of himself alone,
Is a truth, alas, too clearly known;”

Then, on the other hand, came the answer—

“Love, like a mighty flowing stream,
Fills every heart with its radiant gleam.”

She heard, indeed, such words as these—

“In the pretty ...

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The Dying Child

Mother, I'm tired, and I would fain be sleeping;
Let me repose upon thy bosom sick;
But promise me that thou wilt leave off weeping,
Because thy tears fall hot upon my cheek.

Here it is cold: the tempest raveth madly;
But in my dreams all is so wondrous bright;
I see the angel-children smiling gladly,
When from my weary eyes I shut out light.

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