So let these songs their story tell
To all who in the Northland dwell,
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… Oceanward I am ever yearning,
Where far it rolls in its calm and grandeur,
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A land there is, lying near far-northern snow,
Where only the fissures life's springtime may know.
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Come calf now to mother,
Come lamb that I choose,
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Evening sun in beauty is shining,
Lazy puss on the step's reclining.
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"Dance!" called the fiddle,
Its strings loudly giggled,
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Love thy neighbor, to Christ be leal!
Crush him never with iron-heel,
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Lift thy head, thou undaunted youth!
Though some hope may now break, forsooth,
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Have you love for me,
Yours my love shall be,
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When you will the mountains roam
And your pack are making,
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To the grave they bore him sleeping,
Him the aged, genial gardener;
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Have thanks for all from our childhood's day,
Our play together in woodland roaming.
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The fox lay still by the birch-tree's root
In the heather.
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Now little Nils Finn had away to go;
The skis were too loose at both heel and toe.
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Good-morning, sun, 'mid the leaves so green --
Mind of youth in the dales' deep reaches,
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I saw a dove fear-daunted,
By howling storm-blast driven;
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Lord! Oh, hold in Thy hand my child,
Guard by the river its playing!
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Kille, kille, lambkin mine,
Though it often be hard to climb
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If you were born before yesterday,
Surely you've heard about Tailor Nils, who flaunts him so gay.
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Fair Venevil hastened with tripping feet
Her lover to meet.
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Wonder I must, what I once may see
Over the lofty mountains!
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It was such a lovely sunshine-day,
The house and the yard couldn't hold me;
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Ingerid Sletten of Sillejord
Neither gold nor silver did own,
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Ready with leaves and with buds stood the tree.
"Shall I take them?" the frost said, now puffing with glee.
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The youth in the woods spent the whole day long,
The whole day long;
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A friend I possess, whose whispers just said,
"God's peace!" to my night-watching mind.
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The princess looked down from her bower high,
The youth blew his horn as he lingered thereby.
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As on I drive, in my heart joy dwells
Of Sabbath silence with sound of bells.
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In all the land our race was once excelling.
In richer regions it e'en now possesses
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When Norse nature's dower
Tones will paint with power,
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