Tag: Henrik Ibsen

Throughout the crowded ballroom…

Throughout the crowded ballroom There’s naught but gladness and mirth; Not one of them all that hath felt it The weary burden of earth; Not one of them…

With lovely songs of Sorcery

Here in the north each night is a whole winter long. Yet the place is fair enough, doubt it not! Thou shalt see sights here such as thou…

Terje Vigen

  There lived a remarkably grizzled man on the uttermost, barren isle. He never harmed, in the wide world’s span, a soul by deceit or by guile; His…

To the Star (Til Stjernen) by Henrik Ibsen

Pallid star! Despatch a sign From the heights eternal! For the soul´s eye twinkle, shine Friendly, though supernal!   Must thy symbolled message seek To rouse yearning merely? Teach me so…