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Poem
December 1, 1815
The Rhode Island American, And General Advertiser
Providence, Providence County, Rhode Island
What is this article about?
Patriotic ode by Rev. Jens Zetlitz urging Norwegians to resist Swedish invasion, invoking historical glory, loyalty to Frederick, and rejection of oppression and chains.
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Norwegian Sons of Liberty upon the late
Swedish Invasion.
BY THE REV. JENS ZETLITZ, A NORWEGIAN
CLERGYMAN.
Standing from Dofra's white head in her sadness
Norway stood prop'd on her buckler of
flame;
Pensive she mused on her old years of glad-
ness,
Fair-tressed Harold, and Athelstan's name;
Then, conscious worth and proud sorrow op-
pressing,
The full manly eyelid that stifled its tear,
Sigh after sigh, from her loaded heart pressing.
Mix'd with the accents of Norway's despair.
"Offspring of Nor! through long ages of glory,
Mirror of loyalty, star of renown!
Must I, a widow'd one, vainly deplore thee,
Thus, by the spells of the south wither'd
down?
How art thou fall'n, when the child of pollu-
tion,
Nurtur'd in rapine, and cradled in lies,
Dares on thy cheek to stamp endless confu-
sion,
Dares to insult thee with brotherly ties.
"Bids thee forget the long line of thy splen-
dour,
Bids thee forget thy high debt to thy land;
Seal her disgrace with the hands that defend
her,
Shamelessly bow to a shameless command!
No! the proud Dofra, the throne of my glory,
Emblem of faith, from its summit may fall,
But Nor's mighty offspring, unblemish'd in
story
Shall wake, like their fathers, at loyalty's
call.
Think on the moment, in memory hallow'd.
Think on the moment when Frederick rose.
And true to the path that his ancestors fol-
low'd
—Purchas'd your bread of his merciless foes!
Think of your foeman the present they give
you —
Chains to the virtuous, the free, and the
good!
Rise, and ere fraud of the treasure bereave
you,
Grasp your high charter, and write it in
blood!
Kindle the bright spark that sleeps in each
valley!
Waken the sword that has slumber'd too
long:
Round the true Kinsman of Frederick rally!
Swear lasting hate to the children of wrong!
Hark! from the ice-guarded cape to where
Girdles the Naze with its white foaming
spray,
tc d hun7 youyhih
Swedish Invasion.
BY THE REV. JENS ZETLITZ, A NORWEGIAN
CLERGYMAN.
Standing from Dofra's white head in her sadness
Norway stood prop'd on her buckler of
flame;
Pensive she mused on her old years of glad-
ness,
Fair-tressed Harold, and Athelstan's name;
Then, conscious worth and proud sorrow op-
pressing,
The full manly eyelid that stifled its tear,
Sigh after sigh, from her loaded heart pressing.
Mix'd with the accents of Norway's despair.
"Offspring of Nor! through long ages of glory,
Mirror of loyalty, star of renown!
Must I, a widow'd one, vainly deplore thee,
Thus, by the spells of the south wither'd
down?
How art thou fall'n, when the child of pollu-
tion,
Nurtur'd in rapine, and cradled in lies,
Dares on thy cheek to stamp endless confu-
sion,
Dares to insult thee with brotherly ties.
"Bids thee forget the long line of thy splen-
dour,
Bids thee forget thy high debt to thy land;
Seal her disgrace with the hands that defend
her,
Shamelessly bow to a shameless command!
No! the proud Dofra, the throne of my glory,
Emblem of faith, from its summit may fall,
But Nor's mighty offspring, unblemish'd in
story
Shall wake, like their fathers, at loyalty's
call.
Think on the moment, in memory hallow'd.
Think on the moment when Frederick rose.
And true to the path that his ancestors fol-
low'd
—Purchas'd your bread of his merciless foes!
Think of your foeman the present they give
you —
Chains to the virtuous, the free, and the
good!
Rise, and ere fraud of the treasure bereave
you,
Grasp your high charter, and write it in
blood!
Kindle the bright spark that sleeps in each
valley!
Waken the sword that has slumber'd too
long:
Round the true Kinsman of Frederick rally!
Swear lasting hate to the children of wrong!
Hark! from the ice-guarded cape to where
Girdles the Naze with its white foaming
spray,
tc d hun7 youyhih
What sub-type of article is it?
Ode
What themes does it cover?
Patriotism
Liberty Independence
War Military
What keywords are associated?
Norwegian Liberty
Swedish Invasion
Patriotism
Frederick
Dofra
Norway Despair
Loyalty Call
What entities or persons were involved?
By The Rev. Jens Zetlitz, A Norwegian Clergyman.
Poem Details
Title
Norwegian Sons Of Liberty Upon The Late Swedish Invasion.
Author
By The Rev. Jens Zetlitz, A Norwegian Clergyman.
Subject
Upon The Late Swedish Invasion
Key Lines
"Offspring Of Nor! Through Long Ages Of Glory, Mirror Of Loyalty, Star Of Renown!"
"How Art Thou Fall'n, When The Child Of Pollution, Nurtur'd In Rapine, And Cradled In Lies,"
"Think On The Moment When Frederick Rose. And True To The Path That His Ancestors Follow'd —Purchas'd Your Bread Of His Merciless Foes!"
"Rise, And Ere Fraud Of The Treasure Bereave You, Grasp Your High Charter, And Write It In Blood!"
"Swear Lasting Hate To The Children Of Wrong!"