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aboard afternoon ARCTIC arrived artists August beautiful Bergen Bernward boat boys building built called Captain carved Cathedral century chapel Charles choir Christiania Christianssund church collection Danish deck dinner door entered famous farms feet fish fjord Friday front Gallery Gothic Gothic armor GUDVANGEN HAAKON JARL harbor Hardanger Helsingor Henry the Lion hundred island July King lake land Lapps look Lubeck lunch Marian Maud Monday morning mountains Museum North Cape Norway Norwegian o'clock October ODDA Olaf paintings passed passengers peasants picturesque PRAGUE probably Raphael reindeer road ROMSDALSHORN roof ROYAL PALACE SAETERSDAL sails Saturday scenery seemed September Seville Hotel ship side sight soon square STAVANGER STAVEKIRKE steamer STOCKHOLM stolkjaerres stone stopped Strassburg Sunday SVARTISEN Sverre Sigurdsson Sweden Thirty Year War Thursday tion told TORGHATTEN tower town trip Trondhjem Tuesday VOSSEVANGEN walked walls Wednesday Wisby wonderful
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Page 46 - I saw the sullen blaze Of the red midnight sun. " And then uprose before me, Upon the water's edge, The huge and haggard shape Of that unknown North Cape Whose form is like a wedge.
Page 26 - tis told. On Romsdale coast has he landed his host, And lifted the flag of ruin ; Full fourteen hundred, of mickle boast, All eager for Norway's undoing. They scathe, they ravage, where'er they light, Justice or ruth unheeding; They spare not the old for his locks so white, Nor the widow for her pleading. They slew the babe on his mother's arm, As he smiled so sweet on his foemen: But the cry of woe was the war-alarm, And the shriek was the warrior's omen. The Baun• flamed high, and the message-wood...
Page 62 - ... fell on his knee ; the axe smote the shoulder-blade, and cut sideways out under the arm-pit, and a great wound it was. Grettir turned about nimbly, and drew the short-sword, and saw that there was Hiarandi. Now the axe stuck fast in the road, and it was slow work for Hiarandi to draw it to him again, and in this very nick of time Grettir hewed at him, and the blow fell on the upper arm, near the shoulder, and cut it off; then the fellows of Hiarandi rushed forth, five of them, and a fight forthwith...
Page 134 - Menich Man lude synghet, wen men em de Brut bringet ; weste he wat men em brochte, dat he wol wenen mochte' (many a man sings loudly when they bring him his bride ; if he knew what they brought him, he might well weep).
Page 26 - Where his merry men fell in disorder. Across the sea came the Sinclair brave, To fight for the gold of Gustavus ; God help thee, chief! from the Norway glaive No other defender can save us. The moon rode high in the blue night-cloud, And the waves round the bark rippled smoothly; When the mermaid rose from her watery shroud, And thus sang the prophetess soothly : " Return, return, thou Scottish wight ! Or thy light is extinguished in...
Page 26 - He sailed three days, he sailed three nights, He and his merry men bold ; The fourth he neared old Norway's heights ; — I tell you the tale as 'tis told. On Romsdale coast has he landed his host, And lifted the flag of ruin ; Full fourteen hundred, of mickle boast, All eager for Norway's undoing. They scathe, they ravage, where'er they light, Justice or ruth unheeding ; They spare not the old for his locks so white Nor the widow for her pleading. They slew the babe on his mother's arm, As he smiled...
Page 163 - The first stroke of each quarter is struck by one of the little angels seated above the perpetual calendar, the second stroke of each quarter by...
Page 62 - ... of this, and walked on slowly; Arnbiorn caught timely sight of the man, and seized Grettir. and thrust him on so hard that he fell on his knee ; the axe smote the shoulder-blade, and cut sideways out under the arm-pit, and a great wound it was. Grettir turned about nimbly, and drew the short-sword, and saw that there was Hiarandi. Now the axe stuck fast in the road, and it was slow work for Hiarandi to draw it to him again, and in this very nick of time Grettir hewed at him, and the blow fell...
Page 24 - headland') dates from 1152, when a bishopric was founded here by the papal nuncio Nicholas Breakspeare, an Englishman, afterwards Pope Adrian IV. From that period probably date the ruins of the Cathedral (1 M.