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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420545" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Kallundborg Church ( From The Tent on the Beach)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Tie stille, barn min!<br>Imorgen kommer Fin,<br>Fa'er din, <br>Og gi'er dich Esbern Snares öine og hjerte at lege med!"<br>Zealand Rhyme.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>"BUILD at Kallundborg by the sea<br>A church as stately as church may be,<br>And there shalt thou wed my daughter fair,"<br>Said the Lord of Nesvek to Esbern Snare.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the Baron laughed. But Esbern said,<br>"Though I lose my soul, I will Helva wed!"<br>And off he strode, in his pride of will,<br>To the Troll who dwelt in Ulshoi hill.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Build, O Troll, a church for me<br>At Kallundborg by the mighty sea;<br>Build it stately, and build it fair,<br>Build it quickly," said Esbern Snare.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But the sly Dwarf said, "No work is wrought<br>By Trolls of the Hills, O man, for naught.<br>What wilt thou give for thy church so fair?"<br>"Set thy own price," quoth Esbern Snare.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"When Kallundborg church is builded well,<br>Thou must the name of its builder tell,<br>Or thy heart and thy eyes must be my boon."<br>"Build," said Esbern, "and build it soon."</div><div style="margin:10px 0">By night and by day the Troll wrought on;<br>He hewed the timbers, he piled the stone;<br>But day by day, as the walls rose fair,<br>Darker and sadder grew Esbern Snare.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He listened by night, he watched by day,<br>He sought and thought, but he dared not pray;<br>In vain he called on the Elle-maids shy,<br>And the Neck and the Nis gave no reply.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of his evil bargain far and wide<br>A rumor ran through the country-side;<br>And Helva of Nesvek, young and fair,<br>Prayed for the soul of Esbern Snare.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And now the church was wellnigh done;<br>One pillar it lacked, and one alone;<br>And the grim Troll muttered, "Fool thou art!<br>To-morrow gives me thy eyes and heart!"</div><div style="margin:10px 0">By Kallundborg in black despair,<br>Through wood and meadow, walked Esbern Snare,<br>Till, worn and weary, the strong man sank<br>Under the birches on Ulshoi bank.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At his last day's work he heard the Troll<br>Hammer and delve in the quarry's hole;<br>Before him the church stood large and fair:<br>"I have builded my tomb," said Esbern Snare.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And he closed his eyes the sight to hide,<br>When he heard a light step at his side:<br>"O Esbern Snare! a sweet voice said,<br>"Would I might die now in thy stead!"</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With a grasp by love and by fear made strong,<br>He held her fast, and he held her long;<br>With the beating heart of a bird afeard,<br>She hid her face in his flame-red beard.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"O love!" he cried, "let me look to-day<br>In thine eyes ere mine are plucked away;<br>Let me hold thee close, let me feel thy heart<br>Ere mine by the Troll is torn apart!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"I sinned, O Helva, for love of thee!<br>Pray that the Lord Christ pardon me!"<br>But fast as she prayed, and faster still,<br>Hammered the Troll in Ulshoi hill.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He knew, as he wrought, that a loving heart<br>Was somehow baffling his evil art;<br>For more than spell of Elf or Troll<br>Is a maiden's prayer for her lover's soul.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And Esbern listened, and caught the sound<br>Of a Troll-wife singing underground:<br>"To-morrow comes Fine, father thine:<br>Lie still and hush thee, baby mine!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Lie still, my darling! next sunrise<br>Thou'lt play with Esbern Snare's heart and eyes!"<br>"Ho! ho!" quoth Esbern, "is that your game?<br>Thanks to the Troll-wife, I know his name!"</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Troll he heard him, and hurried on<br>To Kallundborg church with the lacking stone.<br>"Too late, Gaffer Fine!" cried Esbern Snare;<br>And Troll and pillar vanished in air!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That night the harvesters heard the sound<br>Of a woman sobbing underground,<br>And the voice of the Hill-Troll loud with blame<br>Of the careless singer who told his name.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of the Troll of the Church they sing the rune<br>By the Northern Sea in the harvest moon;<br>And the fishers of Zealand hear him still<br>Scolding his wife in Ulshoi hill.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And seaward over its groves of birch<br>Still looks the tower of Kallundborg church<br>Where, first at its altar, a wedded pair,<br>Stood Helva of Nesvek and Esbern Snare!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Greenleaf+Whittier">John Greenleaf Whittier</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=420545" data-title="Kallundborg Church ( From The Tent on the Beach) de John Greenleaf Whittier" data-description=""Tie stille, barn min! Imorgen kommer Fin, Fa'er din, Og gi'er dich Esbern Snares öine og hjerte at lege med!" Zealand Rhyme. "BUILD at Kallundborg by the sea A church as stately as church may be, And there shalt thou wed my dau..."></div> </div> </div>
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