Rasmus Frankenau


Høstsang - Poem by Rasmus Frankenau

Vipper springe
over Klinge
under Leers Lyd.
Brune Piger dandse,
spøge, flette Krandse,
overalt er Fryd.

Fro, i Klynge
Piger synge,
under Leers Klang.
Ja, til Dagen viger,
og til Maanen stiger,
lyder munter Sang.

Alt sig glæder,
munter kvæder
hver saa godt han kan.
Tæt om Fiskedammen
spise Davren sammen
Dreng og Bondemand.

Hans og Tyge
Leen stryge,
meje Skaar paa Skaar.
Pigerne begynde
Sæden op at binde,
alt saa lystigt gaaer.

Hver nu spøger,
Hjertet søger
den, som gav det Haab;
og naar Maanen smiler,
parvis hjem man iler
under Jubelraab.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, July 27, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, July 27, 2012


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