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Lisbeth was his — she was his . . . the words became a beautiful and tender hymn glorifying a love which triumphed over all worldly vicissitudes. The hymn resounded over all the plains, over the ice and snows.

— Johan Falkberget Lisbeth of Jarnfjeld (1930)

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It was as if he sat in cross currents from many eternities — some with a grey cold light over them, others completely in darkness.

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