At A Banquet Given To The Deputation Of The Swedish Riksdag To The Coronation, In Trondhjem, July 17, 1873

(See Note 62)     You chosen men we welcome here         From brothers near.     We welcome you to Olaf's town     That Norway's greatest mem'ries crown,     Where ancient prowess looking down         With searching gaze,     The question puts to sea and strand:     Are men now in the Northern land         Like yesterday's?     'T is well, if on the battlefield         Our "Yes" is sealed!     'T is well, if now our strength is steeled     To grasp our fathers' sword and shield     And in life's warfare lift and wield         For God and home!     For us they fought; 't is now our call     To raise for them a temple-hall,         Fair freedom's dome.     List to the Northern spirit o'er         Our sea and shore!     Here once high thoughts in word were freed,     In homely song, in homely deed;     And ever shall the selfsame need         That spirit sing:     Heed not things trivial, foreign, new;     Alone th' eternal, Northern, true         Can harvest bring.     O brother-band, this faith so dear         Has brought us here?     The spirit of the North to free,     Our common toil and prayer shall be,     Those greater days again to see, -         As once before,     Of home and trust a message strong     To send the warring world we long         Forevermore.