.My farm Elgsnes...... |
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From
sea-floor all up the high hill, This farm is its own true domain. Though far off, it fathoms me full. My soul no place else could contain. |
This
feeling that strikes me so oft, It fills me entirely - keeps me aloft, And me to my labour ordains. |
Poem
written by Edvard Ruud English translation by Niall Armstrong |