<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=351338" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>At A Banquet For Professor Ludv. Kr. Daa</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Youthful friends here a circle form,<br>Elder foes now surrender.<br>Feel among us in safety, warm,<br>Toward you our hearts are tender.<br>Once again on a hard-fought day<br>Hero-like you have led the way,<br>Smiting all that before you stood;-<br>But now be good!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With no hubbub, without champagne,<br>Dress-suit, and party-collar,<br>We would honor o'er viands plain<br>Grateful our 'grand old scholar'!<br>When all quiet are wind and wave,<br>Seldom we see this pilot brave;-<br>When storm-surges our ship might whelm,<br>He takes the helm!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">-Takes the helm and through thick and thin<br>(Clear are his old eyes burning),<br>Steers the course with his trusty 'grin,'<br>Straight, where the others are turning!<br>Thanks gave to him I know not who,<br>For he scolded the skipper, too!-<br>Back he went to his home right soon:<br>We had the boon.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He has felt what it is to go<br>Hated, till truth gains the battle;<br>He has felt what it is to know<br>Blows that from both sides rattle.<br>He has felt what the cost is, so<br>Forward the present its path to show:<br>He, whose strength had such heights attained,<br>Stood all disdained.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Would that Norway soon grew so great<br>That it with justice rewarded<br>Heroes who its true weal create,<br>Who are no laggards sordid.<br>Shall we always so slowly crawl,<br>Split forever in factions small,<br>Idly counting each ill that ails?-<br>No! Set the sails!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Set the sails for the larger life,<br>Whereto our nation has power!<br>Daily life is with death but rife,<br>If there's not growth every hour.<br>Rally to war for the cause of right,<br>Sing 'neath the standard of honor bright,<br>Sail with faith in our God secure,<br>And strong endure</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Bj%C3%B8rnstjerne+Bj%C3%B8rnson">Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=351338" data-title="At A Banquet For Professor Ludv. Kr. Daa de Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson" data-description="Youthful friends here a circle form, Elder foes now surrender. Feel among us in safety, warm, Toward you our hearts are tender. Once again on a hard-fought day Hero-like you have led the way, Smiting all that before you stood;- But now be good! W..."></div> </div> </div>

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