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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=351454" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Venevil</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fair Venevil hastened with tripping feet<br> Her lover to meet.<br>He sang, so it rang o'er the church far away:<br> "Good-day! Good-day!"</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And all the little birds sang right merrily their lay:<br> "Midsummer Day<br> Brings us laughter and play;<br>But later know I little, if she twines her wreath so gay!"</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She twined him a wreath of the flowers blue:<br> "My eyes for you!"<br>He tossed it and caught it and to her did bend:<br> "Good-by, my friend!"<br>And loudly he exulted at the field's far distant end:<br> "Midsummer Day<br> Brings us laughter and play;<br>But later know I little, if she twines her wreath so gay!"</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She twined him a wreath: "Do at all you care<br> For my golden hair?"<br>She twined one, and gave in life's hour so rare<br> Her red lips' pair;<br>He took them and he pressed them, and he blushed as she did there.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She twined one all white as a lily-band:<br> "'T is my right hand."<br>She twined one blood-red, with her love in each strand:<br> "'T is my left hand."<br>He took them both and kept them both, but would not understand.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She twined of the flowers that bloomed around<br> "Every one I found!"<br>She gathered and twined, while tears would her eyes fill:<br> "Take them you will!"<br>In silence then he took them, but to flight he turned him still.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She twined one so large, of discordant hue:<br> "My bride's-wreath true!"<br>She twined it and twined, till her fingers were sore:<br> "Crown me, I implore!"<br>But when she turned, he was not there, she never saw him more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She twined yet undaunted without a stay<br> At her bride's-array.<br>But now it was long past the Midsummer Day,<br> All the flowers away:<br>She twined it of the flowers, though they all were now away!<br> "Midsummer Day<br> Brings us laughter and play;<br>But later know I little, if she twines her wreath so gay!"</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=351454" data-title="Venevil de Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson" data-description="Fair Venevil hastened with tripping feet Her lover to meet. He sang, so it rang o'er the church far away: "Good-day! Good-day!" And all the little birds sang right merrily their lay: "Midsummer Day Brings us laughter and play; ..."></div> </div> </div>
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