17th May 1914 (translation and poem for Norwegian Independence Day)
It is the land up north We by Norway mothered, Who has called us together to feast and to pray. It is to be Norman From a century span, and foaming as we thrash upon the North Sea's display. It is a tale-filled din, To spring whistle and sing In from Eidsvold and echo from faithful trust's oath; It... Sign in to see full entry.