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(1915) Author: Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson Translator: Arthur Hubbell Palmer With: Arthur Hubbell Palmer
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126 POEMS AND SONGS P

—Good cheer! Your greeting hailed more than me,
But that in hastening you failed to see.

Here ’s goodly company with me riding,
Though oft they cunningly keep in hiding;
But when you saw me so Sunday-glad,

It was because of the mates I had.

And when you heard me so softly singing,
The tones attuned to their hearts were ringing.

One soul is here of such priceless worth,

For me she offered her all on earth;

Yes, she who smiled in my boat storm-driven,
And blanched not, braving the waves wind-riven,
In whose white arms that in love caressed me
Full warmth of life and of faith possessed me.

The snail in this I am like when faring,—
My home I ever am with me bearing;

And who believes it is burdensome,

He ought to learn how it’s good to come

And creep in under the roof thereafter,
Where she gives light amid children’s laughter.

No poet paints nor can thinker tell

So vast a vault or so deep a well,

As where the glory of God’s own love

On cradle-mirror falls from above.

Your soul is brighter, your heart more tender,
When by the cradle your thanks you render.

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