IN summer dusk the valley lies
With far-flung shadow veil;
A cloud-sea laps the precipice
Befo...
- Henrik Ibsen
What do they mean, these soft-pressed hands, these glances?
What’s really said by kisses, fond em...
- Emil Aarestrup
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Emil Aarestrup
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March 30th 2011
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Lars Hertervig
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March 25th 2011
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Johannes Ewald
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March 31st 2011
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Three miles extended around the fields of the homestead, on three sides
Valleys and mountains and h...
- Esaias Tegner
"Good servant Mollberg, what's happened to thee,
Whom without coat and hatless I see?
...
- Carl Michael Bellman
Hener was the hero-king, Heaven-born, dear to us, Showing his shield A shelter for peace....
- Esaias Tegner
People are constantly clamoring for the joy of life. As for me, I find the joy of life in the hard a...
- August Strindberg
Over scarp, over fen,
over gully and glen
I have gone on the feet of the breeze,
ever meaning to ...
- Jonas Hallgrimsson
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Soren Kierkegaard
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Shadow Baldur, by my tent,
bursts with reeking juices.
Thor throws in his increment,
opening heav...
- Jonas Hallgrimsson
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Viggo Johansen
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Still, my heart, now sets the sun,
While the moor is resting,
Herds now homeward are begun,
And t...
- Jeppe Aakjaer
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
HER griefs were the hours
When my struggle was sore,--
Her joys were the powers
That the climb...
- Henrik Ibsen
Where words fail, music speaks....
- Hans Christian Andersen

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