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Iceland's Song.Hear tlic geysers in the highlands, Hear the swans among the islands: That is Iceland's song.Streams through rocky channels sweeping,Falls through narrow gorges leaping: That is Iceland’s song.Song birds 'round the shores abounding.Lofty cliff and cave resounding:That is Iceland's song.Roaring breakers shoreward crashing. Rushing winds like spirits flashing: That is Iceland's song.Deep within my bosom's keeping. Rest these sounds of nature sleeping.That is Iceland's own. Breathes through every great emotion Joy. or sorrow's troubled ocean Iceland's softest tone.—Grimur Thomsen, translated by Jakobina Johnson, in Icelandic Poems and Stories. edited by Richard Beck.
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Kempsey Macleay Chronicle

Kempsey, New South Wales, AU

Wed, Mar 22, 1944

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