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(1915) Author: Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson Translator: Arthur Hubbell Palmer With: Arthur Hubbell Palmer
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TO JOHAN SVERDRUP 135

Then mounts your mind with freest motion,
Its thunder-wings the mist-banks driving,
Its lightning-talons cloud-walls riving,

Till sunlight spreads o’er land and ocean.
You are the freshening shower clean

ee ee

Upon our sluggish day’s routine.

You are the salt sea-current poured

, Into each close and sultry fjord.

Your speech a mine-shaft is, deep-going
To where the veins of ore are showing.
And by your flashing eyes far-sighted
The past is for our future lighted.

So long as Sverre’s sword you wield,

So long as you our hosts are heading,
We know we’Il win on every field;

Foes flee, your battle trumpet dreading.

4 We see their struggling ranks soon rifted,
H We see them set so many a snare:

Your head unharmed in thought’s pure air
Above the waves of war is lifted.

We love you for this courage good,

That e’er before the banner stood,

We love the strength you boldly stored
In your self-forged and tempered sword.

Your vigilance we love and prize,
That sickness, slander, loss defies,
We love you, that at duty’s call

You gave your peace, your future, all,

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