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Now she heard the following words sadly sung,—

“Life is a shadow that flits away
In a nigh...
- Hans Christian Andersen
They peer in pages
of ancient sages,
on opened barrows
their gaze now narrows,
on shield and swo...
- Adam Oehlenschlager
Stille, hjerte, sol går ned
(Heart be still, the sun goes down)

Heart; be still, the sun goes d...
- Jeppe Aakjaer
LULLABY, little Love,
Slumber sweetly, slumber deep,
Though your cradle will not move,
I shall...
- Adam Oehlenschlager
Just living is not enough... One must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower....
- Hans Christian Andersen
A man who as a physical being is always turned toward the outside, thinking that his happiness lies ...
- Soren Kierkegaard
That ancient tree, don’t let it fall
Until old age is knelling;
So many things it can recall,
W...
- Hans Christian Andersen
The Oats

Here I stand with tinkling bells galore,
Twenty on each straw, I think, or more.
But...
- Jeppe Aakjaer
How bright the room seemed! It was as if a ray of light came from the book, a luminous tree whose br...
- Hans Christian Andersen
THE day is tranquil, quietly exalted,
High rises her abode, green flower-vaulted,
Light winged b...
- Adam Oehlenschlager
What do they mean, these soft-pressed hands, these glances?
What’s really said by kisses, fond em...
- Emil Aarestrup
Still, my heart, now sets the sun,
While the moor is resting,
Herds now homeward are begun,
And t...
- Jeppe Aakjaer
Where words fail, music speaks....
- Hans Christian Andersen
To the holy beechwood, gently thou
Hast beckoned me;
O Earth ! where never the heavy plough
Ha...
- Adam Oehlenschlager
There is a charming land
Where grow the wide-armed beeches
By the salt eastern Strand.
Old Denmar...
- Adam Oehlenschlager
Beatus ille, qui procul negotiis – Horace:


Happy the man, who far from life’s allure
Is no...
- Johannes Ewald
Because of its tremendous solemnity death is the light in which great passions, both good and bad, b...
- Soren Kierkegaard
FROM stuffy, dark houses
Out over the wold
Where the ploughed furrow drowses
In a haze of gold
...
- Adam Oehlenschlager
 
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