Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson Poems
|21.||To A Godson||3/31/2010|
|22.||Those with me||3/31/2010|
|23.||They Have Found Each Other||3/31/2010|
|24.||The white rose and the red rose||3/31/2010|
|28.||The Pure Norwegian Flag||3/31/2010|
|33.||The Mother's Song||1/1/2004|
|36.||The Maiden's Song||1/1/2004|
|37.||The Maiden On The Shore||3/31/2010|
|38.||The land that shall be (dedicated to herman anker and m. anker on the||3/31/2010|
|39.||The Hare And The Fox||1/1/2004|
|40.||The first meeting||3/31/2010|
Our Country 1859
A land there is, lying near far-northern snow,
Where only the fissures life's springtime may know.
But surging, the sea tells of great deeds done,
And loved is the land as a mother by son.
What time we were little and sat on her knee,
She gave us her saga with pictures to see.
We read till our eyes opened wide and moist,
While nodding and smiling she mute rejoiced.