Song of Freedom

Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson (1832–1910), translated by Arthur Hubbell Palmer · 1915

trochaic tetrameter · AABBCCDD · 32 lines · from Poems and Songs

Freedom's father--power strong,Freedom's mother--wrath and song.Giant-stout, a youth self-taught,Soon a giant's work he wrought.Ever he, full of glee,Thought and wit and melody,Mighty, merry, made his way,--Labor's toil or battle-fray.

Enemies whom none could tellLay in wait this foe to fell,Found him waking all too stark,Sought his sleeping hours to mark,Tried their skill, bound him still;When he wakened, they fared ill.Glad he forward strode firm-paced,Full of power, full of haste.

Bare fields blossom 'neath his feet,Commerce swells about his seat,From his fire gleam thought-rays bright,--All things doubled are in might!For the land law he planned,Keeps it, guards with head and hand,Of all rue and error quit,Crushing him who injures it.

Freedom's God is God of light,Not the bondsman's god of fright,--God of love and brotherhood,Springtime's hope and will for good.To earth's ends peace He sends!Heed the words His law commends:"One your Lord, and I am He,Have no other gods but Me!"

Words in this poem

glee n.
Music; minstrelsy; entertainment.
stark adv.
Wholly; entirely; absolutely; quite; as, stark mind.

Definitions and etymologies from Webster's Unabridged Dictionary, 1913.

About this text

Song of Freedom is in the public domain. This text is taken from Poems and Songs, Project Gutenberg ebook #6619, the Arthur Hubbell Palmer translation; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.

Cite as: Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson, Song of Freedom, in Poems and Songs (1915), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #6619, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/bjornson-poems-and-songs/song-of-freedom.html, id L29333.

Form and metre

Song of Freedom is 32 lines in 4 stanzas of 8 lines each. Every stanza rhymes AABBCCDD. The metre is trochaic tetrameter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 91%).

See other poems in trochaic tetrameter.

Measured by Laurel's pipeline, not copied from a handbook: how stress and metre are counted, how rhyme is lettered, how a drifted rhyme is found. Where the dictionary cannot confirm a rhyme the letter is withheld, not guessed.

Rhyme words, stanza by stanza

The word that ends each line, lettered by the rhyme it makes; a dash is a line whose rhyme the dictionary could not confirm.

  1. 1 AABBCCDD strongA · songA · taughtB · wroughtB · gleeC · melodyC · wayD · frayD
  2. 2 AABBCCDD tellA · fellA · starkB · markB · stillC · illC · pacedD · hasteD
  3. 3 AABBCCDD feetA · seatA · brightB · mightB · plannedC · handC · quitD · itD
  4. 4 AABBCCDD lightA · frightA · brotherhoodB · goodB · sendsC · commendsC · heD · meD
Scansion, line by line

Each line with its syllable count and the stresses the words themselves fix: / stressed, ˘ unstressed, · a syllable the word leaves free and the metre decides. Read against trochaic tetrameter. How this is done.

LineSyl.Stress
Freedom's father--power strong,7/˘/˘/˘·
Freedom's mother--wrath and song.7/˘/˘···
Giant-stout, a youth self-taught,7/˘·····
Soon a giant's work he wrought.7··/˘···
Ever he, full of glee,6/˘····
Thought and wit and melody,7····/˘˘
Mighty, merry, made his way,--7/˘/˘···
Labor's toil or battle-fray.7/˘··/˘·
Enemies whom none could tell7/˘˘····
Lay in wait this foe to fell,7·······
Found him waking all too stark,7··/˘···
Sought his sleeping hours to mark,8··/˘/˘··
Tried their skill, bound him still;6······
When he wakened, they fared ill.8··/˘˘···
Glad he forward strode firm-paced,8··/˘···˘
Full of power, full of haste.7··/˘···
Bare fields blossom 'neath his feet,7··/˘···
Commerce swells about his seat,7/˘·····
From his fire gleam thought-rays bright,--8··/˘····
All things doubled are in might!8··/˘˘···
For the land law he planned,7······˘
Keeps it, guards with head and hand,7·······
Of all rue and error quit,7····/˘·
Crushing him who injures it.7/˘··/˘·
Freedom's God is God of light,7/˘·····
Not the bondsman's god of fright,--7·······
God of love and brotherhood,7····/˘·
Springtime's hope and will for good.7/······
To earth's ends peace He sends!6······
Heed the words His law commends:7·····˘/
"One your Lord, and I am He,7·······
Have no other gods but Me!"7··/˘···

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