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Norse lullaby
Eugene Field
The sky is dark and the hills are white As the storm-king speeds from the north to-night, And this is the song the storm-king sings, As over the wo...Rate it:

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Norse nature
Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson
might into bonds of mildness: Then Norsemen mustering, each shall see This is our land's whole histRate it:

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A Song of Brave Men
Henry Lawson
The officers call for assistance, a Swede or a Norse is there.) Tale of a wreck titanic, with thRate it:

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Our language
Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson
Thou, who sailest Norse mountain-air, And Denmark's songs by the cradle singest, Who badest in Hald the war-flames flare, And, heard in our childre...Rate it:

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Welcome And Farewell
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
QUICK throbb'd my heart: to norse! haste, haste, And lo! 'twas done with speed of light; The evening soon the world embraced, And o'er the mounta...Rate it:

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A Brother In Need
Henrik Johan Ibsen
passed that time we watched them meet, 'Twixt Norse and Danish lord? Oh! nothing! only to repeat Rate it:

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A Florida Sunday.
Sidney Lanier
From cold Norse caves or buccaneer Southern seas Oft come repenting tempests here to die; Bewailing old-time wrecks and robberies, They shrive to...Rate it:

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A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet XXXI
Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
northern blood, With its dark Saxon madness and Norse rage. With these she tempers us and renders sRate it:

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Answer From Norway To The Speeches In The Swedish House Of Nobles, 1860
Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson
dread. Says the Swede now: That our cherished Norseland's banner red, That which flew when Magnus Rate it:

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Battle Of Brunanburgh
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Shipmen and Scotsmen. Then the Norse leader, Dire was his need of it, Rate it:

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Our Mother Pocahontas
Vachel Lindsay
grace. We here renounce our Teuton pride: Our Norse and Slavic boasts have died: Italian dreams areRate it:

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Preface To Ossian
James Macpherson
is the beginning of a poem, translated from the Norse to the Gaelic language; and, from the latter,Rate it:

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Queen Gormlai
Padraic Colum
garb, That leaves me misbedight. I wore a blue Norse hood The time I watched the turns And feats oRate it:

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Second-Best
Robinson Jeffers
his farm outside the village he'd burned; a Norse Voyager, wielder of oars and a sword, Thridding tRate it:

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Tales Of A Wayside Inn : Part 1. Interlude IV.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
And then the blue-eyed Norseman told A Saga of the days of old. 'There is,' said he, 'a wondrous book Of Legends in the old Norse tongue, Of the de...Rate it:

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The Dead Czar
Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
LAY him beneath his snows, The great Norse giant who in these last days Troubled the nations. Gather decently The imperial robes about him. 'T i...Rate it:

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The Lost Occasion
John Greenleaf Whittier
ponderous, falling on thy foes As fell the Norse god's hammer blows, Crushing as if with Talus' flaRate it:

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The Men Who Sleep With Danger
Henry Lawson
our 'warnings' As only Gipsies do; They know the Norse Vardoger – They hear and see it, too. They kRate it:

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The Rhyme of Joyous Garde
Adam Lindsay Gordon
brief remorse, When I rode against Saxon foes or Norse,
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The Sicilian Captive
Felicia Dorothea Hemans
oars. They sat at their feast round the Norse-king's board; By the glare of the torch-light the mRate it:

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Thora
Celia Thaxter
of sweetness and power, Thy type of they strong Norse race. And I wonder what thy life will be, TRate it:

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To Erika Lie
Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson
When Norse nature's dower Tones will paint with power, There is more than mountain-heights that tower,- Plains spread wide-extending, Whereon at th...Rate it:

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To Johan Sverdrup
Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson
in freedom and in song, Forward the truly Norse disclosing. What might can now avail, opposing The Rate it:

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To The Queen Of England
Edith Nesbit
unseen of these, On their long swords the wild Norse rovers lean And watch the progress of your pRate it:

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Valkyriur Song
Felicia Dorothea Hemans
sleep the hamlets lay, For they knew not the Norse were nigh! The Sea-king look'd o'er the broodinRate it:

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