Kong Kristian


 * 1
 * King Christian stood by the lofty mast
 * In mist and smoke;
 * His sword was hammering so fast,
 * Through Gothic helm and brain it passed;
 * Then sank each hostile hulk and mast,
 * In mist and smoke.
 * "Fly!" shouted they, "fly, he who can!
 * Who braves of Denmark's Christian,
 * Who braves of Denmark's Christian,
 * In battle?"


 * 2
 * Niels Juel gave heed to the tempest's roar,
 * Now is the hour!
 * He hoisted his blood-red flag once more,
 * And smote upon the foe full sore,
 * And shouted loud, through the tempest's roar,
 * "Now is the hour!"
 * "Fly!" shouted they, "for shelter fly!
 * Of Denmark's Juel who can defy,
 * Of Denmark's Juel who can defy,
 * The power?"


 * 3
 * Wessel rent
 * Thy murky sky!
 * Then champions to thine arms were sent;
 * Terror and Death glared where he went;
 * From the waves was heard a wail, that rent
 * Thy murky sky!
 * From Denmark thunders Tordenskiol',
 * Let each to Heaven commend his soul,
 * Let each to Heaven commend his soul,
 * And fly!


 * 4
 * Path of the Dane to fame and might!
 * Dark-rolling wave!
 * Receive thy friend, who, scorning flight,
 * Goes to meet danger with despite,
 * Proudly as thou the tempest's might,
 * Dark-rolling wave!
 * And amid pleasures and alarms,
 * And war and victory, be thine arms,
 * And war and victory, be thine arms,
 * My grave!