To Borghild! (Dedicated to Mrs. O.J.M)[translation and poem]
Now is small Borghild married. Now is her youth over, complete. Midday sun shines, clouds parted Destroyed with its gold, so doth life wave, weave.... Now is small Borghild married! Now is young Borghild married. Fortune's warm chalice she receives. Love's glow, fond breath has lasted Taken in by... Sign in to see full entry.