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Hans Christian Andersen

Ved ham, for hvem at Stenen brast for Graven

Ved ham, for hvem at Stenen brast for Graven,
Ved ham hold fast i Lykke, Sorg og Savn!
Da gaaer Du sikkert som i Barndoms-Haven,
— Vor hele Vej fra Vuggen og til Graven
Er fra en Moders til en Faders Favn.

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Deepest Cut

Deep downside of The River--
Near the cliffed ravine---
Lays a silver feather...
Left behind by the Graven Queen;
Her heart bloodied...
Sliced chambers-no longer whole...
Running free into the canyons of yesterday...
Taking all of her soul;
For it 'tis the deepest cut--
That slice of malicious mean...
That stormed the raging river of blood--
And took the life of the Graven Queen;
Once romanced and filled with lust...
She lived in desires hand...
Courted by her King of Disaster--
In a long dying land;
Fate would be their witness...
As Providence most always has its way...
The deepest cut has at last surrendered...
Itself- into the Earthen Clay;

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Hans Christian Andersen

Spillemand, spil paa Strænge

Spillemand, spil paa Strænge,
Barmen er mig trang,
Hvo kan savne længe
Barnets simple Sang?
Ride, ride Ranke!
Flyv afsted min Tanke,
Flyv hen over Bjerg og Elv,
Hjertet bliver først sig selv
I sin Barneverden!

Spillemand, spil paa Strænge,
Grib med stærke Slag!
Haabet gaaer i Enge
Den lange Livets Dag,
Finder, selv i Moser,
Krusemynt og Roser,
Synger: »Ro til Fiskeskjær,
Mange Fiske faae vi der,«
Aldrig Haabet slipper!

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My Family ‘America’

Our Forefathers knew what they were doing
When they spent hours writing America’s freedoms
We celebrate with bombs bursting in air
Taking pride in the red, white, and blue that flows everywhere

Solder boy protecting and taking up arms
Warding off anyone who wants to do Americans harm
America, we are the home of the brave and carry it with pride
Known all over the world for being the home of the free with God on our side

The wall, a remembrance for those who died
A memorial for those who fought in a war and lost their lives
Our Military will always be the ones to give their all
Making sure our Country will stand in pride and never fall

Graceful eagle in peaceful flight soaring into the great divine
Lady Liberty standing with her light a shine
Liberty bell rings across the land with freedom sounds
Just a reminder to America’s family with prideful abound

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Hans Christian Andersen

October

'- Du har ei Ro, ei Smerte
Tomt er der i dit Hjerte;
Saa døsigt Taagen ligger
Rundt om det visne Krat! -.'
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Storken er reist til fremmed' Land, Spurven boer i dens Rede;
Løvet falder, men Bærret staaer rødt paa den sorte Hede.
Taagen ligger saa kold og klam, Vedet fældes i Skoven,
Bonden gaaer paa den vaade Mark, vælter Jorden med Ploven.
Over de sorte Muldvarpskud flyver en vildsom Svale,
Skjuler sig mellem Mosens Rør, kan ei synge, ei tale.
Draaben falder saa kold og tung ned fra Træernes Grene;
Minderne leve, uden dem følte sig Hjertet ene.
Som Oceaners dybe Ro førend Stormene stige,
Ja, som et Havblik er der i hele Naturens Rige,
Havblik, Forbudet paa en Storm, snart den stiger med Vælde,
Da skal Skoven staae som et Vrag, alt de Masterne fælde.
Tomhed breder sig meer og meer, her er ei Fryd, ei Smerte;
Livstomt staaer den stolte Naturs svulmende Digterhjerte.

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Thomas Hardy

The Obliterate Tomb

'More than half my life long
Did they weigh me falsely, to my bitter wrong,
But they all have shrunk away into the silence
Like a lost song.


'And the day has dawned and come
For forgiveness, when the past may hold it dumb
On the once reverberate words of hatred uttered
Half in delirium….


'With folded lips and hands
They lie and wait what next the Will commands,
And doubtless think, if think they can: 'Let discord
Sink with Life's sands!'


'By these late years their names,
Their virtues, their hereditary claims,

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Book Tenth {Residence in France continued]

IT was a beautiful and silent day
That overspread the countenance of earth,
Then fading with unusual quietness,--
A day as beautiful as e'er was given
To soothe regret, though deepening what it soothed,
When by the gliding Loire I paused, and cast
Upon his rich domains, vineyard and tilth,
Green meadow-ground, and many-coloured woods,
Again, and yet again, a farewell look;
Then from the quiet of that scene passed on,
Bound to the fierce Metropolis. From his throne
The King had fallen, and that invading host--
Presumptuous cloud, on whose black front was written
The tender mercies of the dismal wind
That bore it--on the plains of Liberty
Had burst innocuous. Say in bolder words,
They--who had come elate as eastern hunters
Banded beneath the Great Mogul, when he
Erewhile went forth from Agra or Lahore,
Rajahs and Omrahs in his train, intent

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The Ballad of the White Horse

DEDICATION

Of great limbs gone to chaos,
A great face turned to night--
Why bend above a shapeless shroud
Seeking in such archaic cloud
Sight of strong lords and light?

Where seven sunken Englands
Lie buried one by one,
Why should one idle spade, I wonder,
Shake up the dust of thanes like thunder
To smoke and choke the sun?

In cloud of clay so cast to heaven
What shape shall man discern?
These lords may light the mystery
Of mastery or victory,
And these ride high in history,
But these shall not return.

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Gebir

FIRST BOOK.

I sing the fates of Gebir. He had dwelt
Among those mountain-caverns which retain
His labours yet, vast halls and flowing wells,
Nor have forgotten their old master's name
Though severed from his people here, incensed
By meditating on primeval wrongs,
He blew his battle-horn, at which uprose
Whole nations; here, ten thousand of most might
He called aloud, and soon Charoba saw
His dark helm hover o'er the land of Nile,
What should the virgin do? should royal knees
Bend suppliant, or defenceless hands engage
Men of gigantic force, gigantic arms?
For 'twas reported that nor sword sufficed,
Nor shield immense nor coat of massive mail,
But that upon their towering heads they bore
Each a huge stone, refulgent as the stars.
This told she Dalica, then cried aloud:

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Hans Christian Andersen

Fire Fjæle er vor Pragt

Fire Fjæle er vor Pragt,
Naar vi bli'er i Graven lagt!

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