<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=351410" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Song of freedom to</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Freedom's father-power strong,<br>Freedom's mother-wrath and song.<br>Giant-stout, a youth self-taught,<br>Soon a giant's work he wrought.<br>Ever he, full of glee,<br>Thought and wit and melody,<br>Mighty, merry, made his way,-<br>Labor's toil or battle-fray.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Enemies whom none could tell<br>Lay in wait this foe to fell,<br>Found him waking all too stark,<br>Sought his sleeping hours to mark,<br>Tried their skill, bound him still;<br>When he wakened, they fared ill.<br>Glad he forward strode firm-paced,<br>Full of power, full of haste.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Bare fields blossom 'neath his feet,<br>Commerce swells about his seat,<br>From his fire gleam thought-rays bright,-<br>All things doubled are in might!<br>For the land law he planned,<br>Keeps it, guards with head and hand,<br>Of all rue and error quit,<br>Crushing him who injures it.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Freedom's God is God of light,<br>Not the bondsman's god of fright,-<br>God of love and brotherhood,<br>Springtime's hope and will for good.<br>To earth's ends <br>peace<br>He sends!<br>Heed the words His law commends:<br>'One your Lord, and I am He,<br>Have no other gods but Me!'</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=351410" data-title="Song of freedom to de Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson" data-description="Freedom's father-power strong, Freedom's mother-wrath and song. Giant-stout, a youth self-taught, Soon a giant's work he wrought. Ever he, full of glee, Thought and wit and melody, Mighty, merry, made his way,- Labor's toil or battle-fray. Enemie..."></div> </div> </div>

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