Hans Christian Andersen

(2 April 1805 – 4 August 1875 / Odense)

A. Bording


Den muntre Skjald i Muld er gjemt,
Hans Strængeleeg staaer reent forglemt;
Gjør den igjen for Støvet fri,
Endnu er' Tonerne deri.

Submitted: Monday, July 02, 2012
Edited: Monday, July 02, 2012

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (A. Bording by Hans Christian Andersen )

Enter the verification code :

Read all 1 comments »

Top Poems

  1. Phenomenal Woman
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  5. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  6. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
    Maya Angelou
  9. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  10. Invictus
    William Ernest Henley

PoemHunter.com Updates

New Poems

  1. For My Guardian Angel, Evelyne, Ronald Chapman
  2. Coat Thief, Phil Soar
  3. Souls, RoseAnn V. Shawiak
  4. Tonight When I Sleep, Randy McClave
  5. Music, RoseAnn V. Shawiak
  6. Freedom From A Dreary Forest, Monk E. Biz
  7. I, Me, Mine, Manisha parmar
  8. My Silver Dime, Is It Poetry
  9. Cavern, Morgan Michaels
  10. Lumber Jack Dupree, Denis Bourgeau

Poem of the Day

poet Sir Walter Scott

The moon's on the lake, and the mist's on the brae,
And the Clan has a name that is nameless by day;
Then gather, gather, gather Grigalach!
Gather, gather, gather Grigalach!

...... Read complete »

   
[Hata Bildir]