High memories with power <br />Shine through the wintry North <br />On every peak's white tower, <br />On Kattegat so swarth. <br />All is so still and spacious, ` <br />The Northern Lights flow free, <br />Creating bright and gracious <br />A day of memory. <br /> <br />Each deed the North defending, <br />Each thought for greater might, <br />A star-like word is sending <br />Down through the frosty night! <br />To hope they call and boldness, <br />And call with double cheer <br />To him, defying coldness, <br />On guard the Eider near. <br /> <br />No anxious shadows clouding, <br />No languid, lukewarm mist <br />Our heaven of mem'ries shrouding, <br />This eve of battle-tryst! <br />May, as of yore, while ringing <br />The bells unseen loud swelled, <br />Come leaders vict'ry bringing, <br />Whom th' army ne'er beheld.<br /><br />Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/our-forefathers/
