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Iceland, fortunate isle! Our beautiful, bountiful mother!
Where are your fortune and fame, freedom ...
- Jonas Hallgrimsson
I sat by the Sog one morning
when sea-cold north winds blew,
looking on lands with hardly
a livin...
- Jonas Hallgrimsson
Here, over heathland pathways
harried by dismal blizzards,
the girded hero hurried
to hug his bro...
- Jonas Hallgrimsson
Serene and warm, now southern winds come streaming
to waken all the billows on the ocean,
...
- Jonas Hallgrimsson
Over scarp, over fen,
over gully and glen
I have gone on the feet of the breeze,
ever meaning to ...
- Jonas Hallgrimsson
Shadow Baldur, by my tent,
bursts with reeking juices.
Thor throws in his increment,
opening heav...
- Jonas Hallgrimsson
Near towering Tonguehill Glacier
Tómas's Meadow lies,
the only green oasis
under the desert skie...
- Jonas Hallgrimsson
 
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