Engelsk Oversættelse af en dansk Vise.
Engelsk Oversættelse af en dansk Vise.
Norwegian National Song
Written by Bishop Nordahl Bruun, and translated
Written by Bishop Nordahl Bruun, and translated
by an English Lady.
by an English Lady.
Følgende Oversættelse af en gammel, bekiendt Sang, der nylig er Udgiveren tilsendt fra England, troer han at kunne fortiene en Plads her, som et Vidnesbyrd om, at selv Damer i England begynde at lægge sig efter det danske Sprog. Skulde nogen tvivle om dens Ægthed, da ligger den i London trykte Original til Eftersyn hos dette Tidsskrifts Forlægger.
To Norway, valour’s native sphere,
We drink with boundless pleasure,
O’er wine we dream of freedom near,
In fancy grasp the treasure;
Yet shall we at some period wake,
And bonds compulsive nobly break,
To Norway, valour’s native sphere,
We drink with boundless pleasure.
One glass at friendship’s shrine is due;
One to Norwegian beauty,
Some nymph, my friend, may claim for you,
From us this welcome duty.
Shame on the slave who spurns his chains,
And women, wine, and song disdains!
To Norway, valour’s native sphere,
We drink with boundless pleasure.
Now, Norway, we thy mountains boast,
Snow, rocks, and countless wonders;
While Dovre echoes to the coast,
And thrice rapt plaudits thunders:
Yes, three times three the Alps around
Shall health to Norway’s sons resound.
To Norway, valour’s native sphere,
We drink with boundless pleasure.