Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1872-11-07
1,HOPALF AND SYyyOV.
MORSE rpYL, BIT HJALnAR HJoKrH BorEsEN.
O HAyE Won bean Ia Gadbrards Dale where La


soRsE IDYL,RY HJALaAR HJoKrH BorEsEN
oHAvE Won been In Gadbrands-Dale, where La ag
Giants evermore lie stirring strain unto the listen
ing wOOd' .
And have you seen the evening sun on those bright
When vaiisyward i, shoots and darts like shafts
from elm bow.
Have you beheld the maidens, when the saeter'
path they tread,
With the ribbons in their sunny hair and the milk
pals on their headt
And have you heard the hddles, when uleg strike
Then You nave heart OF synnov Hong, and Of
myself perchancc
For Synnov Hong is lissome as the timber willow
spray.
And when You think you hold her fast and she
Then Ike the airy blow, bali that dances DER the
lea,
She gehtiy through Your fingers slips, and lightly
hoateth free
Then ii was last st Johns EveI remember II so
And we had lit a bonfire in a grass-grown little
dell: ""f '.
And all the lsds and maidens were seated in a
And some We're telling stories while the rest were
listening
Till up sprang little synnov, and she sang stave
as clear
As the skylark's earliest greeting in the morning
And II hardly knew myself, but up they saw me
dart, .,.....
unto my heart,
And like the rushing currents, that from the
glaciers fUw
And down into the sunny bays their icy waters
throw,
So streaned my heavy bass,notes through the for,
ests far and wide, I'll,
And synhoy treble rocked like a feather on the
tide.
And little .synaoy," sang l., thou art good and
And little Th9ralf sang she "of what yoa say
My rairost syrih6y,y quoth my heart was ever
Ny homestead and my gooaly rn, my herds Of
so rhoraE. dearest Thoralf If that your meaning
your big heart din hold such little thing as
me
Them shall truly ten you If e'cr / want man
hnd--yoE are free to catch me, handsome ThOralf-
II yoH can
And downstNe hills'fe ran she, where the tangled
a closely lettict4 bower with its INTERVIEWING
And through the coppice skipped she, lght.footed
a. z mare.
And with 1sr merry laughter rang the forest. far
and near
And whenever I beheld little synnoy all that
She Ned from my sight as from hunters shaft the
deer.
lay aw4se tall half the nights and knew not what
to do,
For loved little synnoy SO tcnderly and true
Then u was SKINNER even up in the birchen glen.
az "a ,ralr,, ,t,at taf t+ttf
wren,
And suddenly above me rang out silver voice:
i rose above tac twilteliDg birds and DER the
rivers noise,
There sat my ittle love where the rocks had
made a seat
And the crimsou-tipped fowerets grew all around
And on her riuy locks chung tiny rogrish hood
IT. edge was made Of swans down, but the cloth
was red as blood.
and noiseIessly behind her had stolen through
cursed tie restless pirch.trees when they waved
Full meriy my heart beat then forth l leapt in
haste
And Aung . slender birch. bough around the maid.
en- : waist.
She blushed and she luttered, then turned away
10 run:
But straight into my sturdy arms caught the little
Z pat her gently down in the heather ut my side,
Where ec-ns on-ttpped howerets the rocky Lodges
hide. 81
And as the qrisoned birding, when he knows his
cage ftdl wei.
PoUrs forth his silyertoned voice, and naught his
mirth can queil,
So little Svunoy, striving in vain my hold to fee,
Turned quick or me her roguish eyes and laughed
full heartily a.s- s4~. rg
My little sYnnqY, said I, IF remember right,
7 was something that you promised me a yearago
tonight
Then straight she stayed her laughter, and full
serious sine grew,
And whispered fT.irtle Thoralf you promised
something too
tThe sactcr IS the .egion in the highlands where
he Norwegian peasants spend the greater part Of
the summ arspastnr,ng their cattle
atlantic NORtiy