Classic and Contemporary Poetry
OLD NORWAY; A MOUNTAIN WAR-SONG, by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Arise! Old norway sends the word Last Line: Give burial to his dead! Alternate Author Name(s): Browne, Felicia Dorothea Subject(s): Norway; War | ||||||||
ARISE! Old Norway sends the word Of battle on the blast; Her voice the forest pines hath stirred, As if a storm went past; Her thousand hills the call have heard, And forth their fire-flags cast. Arm, arm, free hunters! for the chase, The kingly chase of foes! 'Tis not the bear or wild wolf's race Whose trampling shakes the snows: Arm, arm! 'tis on a nobler trace The northern spearman goes. Our hills have dark and strong defiles, With many an icy bed; Heap there the rocks for funeral piles Above the invader's head! Or let the seas, that guard our isles Give burial to his dead! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...I AM YOUR WAITER TONIGHT AND MY NAME IS DIMITRI by ROBERT HASS MITRAILLIATRICE by ERNEST HEMINGWAY RIPARTO D'ASSALTO by ERNEST HEMINGWAY WAR VOYEURS by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA THE DREAM OF WAKING by RANDALL JARRELL THE SURVIVOR AMONG GRAVES by RANDALL JARRELL SO MANY BLOOD-LAKES by ROBINSON JEFFERS A DIRGE (1) by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS |
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