| | Poem Title | First Lines | Period | # Lines | # Reads |
| 1: | A Meeting | O'er uplands fresh swift sped my sleigh | | 36 | 164 |
| 2: | A Sigh | Evening sunshine never | | 24 | 172 |
| 3: | Alone And Repentant (To A Friend Since Deceased) | A friend I possess, whose whispers just said, | | 16 | 167 |
| 4: | Answer From Norway To The Speeches In The Swedish House Of Nobles, 1860 | Have you heard what says the Swede now, | | 64 | 115 |
| 5: | Anton Martin Schweigaard (In The Church After The Funeral Oration) | Give us, God, to Thee now turning, | | 33 | 139 |
| 6: | At A Banquet For Professor Ludv. Kr. Daa | Youthful friends here a circle form, | | 48 | 143 |
| 7: | At A Banquet Given To The Deputation Of The Swedish Riksdag To The Coronation, In Trondhjem, July 17, 1873 | You chosen men we welcome here | | 36 | 138 |
| 8: | At Hansteen's Bier (1873) | God, we thank Thee for the dower | | 22 | 155 |
| 9: | At Michael Sars's Grave | Ever he would roam | | 36 | 166 |
| 10: | Ballad Of Tailor Nils (From Arne) | If you were born before yesterday, | | 22 | 144 |
| 11: | Bergen | As thou sittest there | | 36 | 188 |
| 12: | Bergliot | To-day King Harald | | 176 | 166 |
| 13: | Choice | April for me I choose! | | 12 | 146 |
| 14: | Daniel Schjötz | He gave heed to no Great Power | | 24 | 149 |
| 15: | During A Journey In Sweden | | | 14 | 209 |
| 16: | During A Journey In Sweden | My boyish heart in thee confided, | | 36 | 153 |
| 17: | Evening (From A Happy Boy) | Evening sun in beauty is shining, | | 21 | 133 |
| 18: | For A Charity Fair (In A Copy Of Minor Pieces) | Some poor man in need | | 10 | 129 |
| 19: | For The Wounded (1871) | A still procession goes | | 30 | 143 |
| 20: | Forward | Forward! forward! | | 21 | 164 |
| 21: | Frederik Hegel | You never came here; but I go | | 34 | 154 |
| 22: | Frida | Frida, I knew that thy life-years were counted. | | 24 | 153 |
| 23: | From Monte Pincio | Evening is coming, the sun waxes red, | | 56 | 162 |
| 24: | From The Cantata For N. F. S. Grundtvig (1872) | His day was the greatest the Northland has seen, | | 24 | 149 |
| 25: | Good Cheer (1870) | So let these songs their story tell | | 90 | 152 |
| 26: | Good-Morning (From The Fisher Maiden) | Day's coming up now, joy's returned, | | 7 | 144 |
| 27: | Halfdan Kjerulf (1868) | Winter had sought his life's tree to o'erthrow, | | 28 | 133 |
| 28: | Hamar-Made Matches (1877) | Here your Hamar-made matches! | | 72 | 134 |
| 29: | Holger Drachmann | Spring's herald, hail! You've rent the forest's quiet? | | 49 | 133 |
| 30: | Hunting Song (From Maria Stuart) | Round us rolls the heather's sheen, | | 16 | 145 |
| 31: | Hymn Of The Puritans (From Maria Stuart) | Arm me, Lord, my strength redouble, | | 14 | 141 |
| 32: | I Passed By The House | I passed by the house one summer day, | | 24 | 155 |
| 33: | If Only You Knew It | I dare never speak up to you, | | 21 | 132 |
| 34: | In A Heavy Hour | Be glad when danger presses | | 13 | 144 |
| 35: | In The Forest | List to the forest-voice murmuring low | | 4 | 151 |
| 36: | Ingerid Sletten (From Arne) | Ingerid Sletten of Sillejord | | 24 | 137 |
| 37: | Ivar Ingemundson's Lay (From Sigurd Slembe) | Wherefore have I longings, | | 79 | 150 |
| 38: | Johan Ludvig Heiberg (1860) | To the grave they bore him sleeping, | | 64 | 145 |
| 39: | Kaare's Song (From Sigurd Slembe) | What wakens the billows, while sleeps the wind? | | 21 | 163 |
| 40: | King Frederik The Seventh (1863) | Our King is bereft of a trusty friend! | | 70 | 162 |
| 41: | Lambkin Mine (From Arne) | Kille, kille, lambkin mine, | | 12 | 152 |
| 42: | Landfall | And that was Olaf Trygvason, | | 18 | 163 |
| 43: | Lector Thaasen | I read once of a flower that lonely grew, | | 40 | 137 |
| 44: | Love Song (From A Happy Boy) | Have you love for me, | | 36 | 143 |
| 45: | Love Thy Neighbor (From A Happy Boy) | Love thy neighbor, to Christ be leal! | | 6 | 133 |
| 46: | Magnus The Blind (From Sigurd Slembe) | Oh, let me look once again and see | | 14 | 128 |
| 47: | Marit's Song (From A Happy Boy) | Dance!" called the fiddle, | | 24 | 152 |
| 48: | Master Or Slave | Lo, this land that lifts around it | | 12 | 166 |
| 49: | May Seventeenth (1883) | Wergeland's statue on May seventeenth | | 30 | 146 |
| 50: | Mountain Song (From A Happy Boy) | When you will the mountains roam | | 32 | 158 |
| 51: | Mrs. Louise Brun | Farewell, farewell, | | 170 | 163 |
| 52: | My Fatherland (From The Fisher Maiden) | I will fight for my land, | | 30 | 166 |
| 53: | Nils Finn (From Halte Hulda) | | | 27 | 145 |
| 54: | Norse Nature (In Ringerike During The Student Meeting Of 1869) | We wander and sing with glee | | 72 | 147 |
| 55: | Norway, Norway | Norway, Norway, | | 30 | 160 |
| 56: | Norwegian Seamen's Song (For The Stavanger Regatta, 1868) | Norwegian seamen are | | 56 | 151 |
| 57: | Norwegian Students' Greeting With A Procession | | | 14 | 135 |
| 58: | Norwegian Students' Greeting With A Procession | Hear us, O age-laden singer! | | 30 | 140 |
| 59: | Oh, When Will You Stand Forth? | Oh, when will you stand forth, who with strength can bring aid, | | 54 | 154 |
| 60: | Olaf Trygvason | Broad the sails o'er the North Sea go; | | 25 | 153 |
| 61: | Old Heltberg | I went to a school that was little and proper, | | 122 | 129 |
| 62: | Ole Gabriel Ueland | Of long toil 't is a matter | | 48 | 151 |
| 63: | On A Wife's Death | With death's dark eye acquainted she had been made ere this, | | 19 | 154 |
| 64: | On The Death Of N. F. S. Grundtvig (1872) | E'en as the Sibyl in Northland-dawn drew | | 12 | 131 |
| 65: | Open Water! | Open water, open water! | | 25 | 130 |
| 66: | Our Country (1859) | A land there is, lying near far-northern snow, | | 32 | 163 |
| 67: | Our Forefathers (January 13, 1864) | High memories with power | | 14 | 163 |
| 68: | Our Forefathers (January 13, 1864) | High memories with power | | 24 | 160 |
| 69: | Our Language (1900) | Thou, who sailest Norse mountain-air, | | 60 | 129 |
| 70: | Over The Lofty Mountains (From Arne) | Wonder I must, what I once may see | | 48 | 135 |
| 71: | Oyvind's Song (From A Happy Boy) | Lift thy head, thou undaunted youth! | | 20 | 156 |
| 72: | P. A. Munch (1863) | Many forms belong to greatness. | | 228 | 164 |
| 73: | Per Bo (1878) | Once I knew a noble peasant | | 21 | 142 |
| 74: | Post Festum | A man in coat of ice arrayed | | 28 | 152 |
| 75: | Psalms | I seem to be | | 119 | 160 |
| 76: | Question And Answer | Father! Within the forest's bound | | 16 | 137 |
| 77: | Rallying Song For Freedom In The North To "The United Left" | Dishonored by the higher, but loved by all the low, - | | 20 | 156 |
| 78: | Romsdal | Come up on deck! The morning is clear, - | | 140 | 166 |
| 79: | Secret Love | He gloomily sat by the wall, | | 14 | 122 |
| 80: | Secret Love | He gloomily sat by the wall, | | 18 | 160 |
| 81: | Sin, Death (From Sigurd Slembe) | Sin and Death, those sisters two, | | 18 | 157 |
| 82: | Song | Song brings us light with the power of lending | | 24 | 137 |
| 83: | Song For Norway (1859) National Hymn | | | 64 | 167 |
| 84: | Song For The Students' Glee Club | Now, brothers, sing out our song, | | 42 | 133 |
| 85: | Song Of Freedom To "The United Left" (1877) | Freedom's father - power strong, | | 32 | 164 |
| 86: | Sung For Norway's Riflemen (1881) | Fly the banner, fly the banner! | | 25 | 159 |
| 87: | Synnove's Song (From Synnove Solbakken) | Have thanks for all from our childhood's day, | | 32 | 136 |
| 88: | Taylor's Song (From Maria Stuart) | For joys the hours of earth bestow | | 24 | 137 |
| 89: | The Angels Of Sleep | Asleep the child fell | | 18 | 169 |
| 90: | The Angels Of Sleep | Asleep the child fell | | 18 | 185 |
| 91: | The Bier Of Precentor A. Reitan (1872) | With smiles his soft eyes ever gleamed, | | 40 | 147 |
| 92: | The Blonde Maiden | Though she depart, a vision flitting, | | 32 | 145 |
| 93: | The Call (From A Happy Boy) | Come calf now to mother, | | 14 | 157 |
| 94: | The Child In Our Soul | Toward God in heaven spacious | | 48 | 174 |
| 95: | The Day Of Sunshine (From Arne) | It was such a lovely sunshine-day, | | 35 | 148 |
| 96: | The Dove (From Halte Hulda) | I saw a dove fear-daunted, | | 8 | 153 |
| 97: | The First Meeting (From The Fisher Maiden) | The first fond meeting holy | | 8 | 153 |
| 98: | The Hare And The Fox (From Synnove Solbakken) | The fox lay still by the birch-tree's root | | 21 | 150 |
| 99: | The Land That Shall Be | Land that shall be | | 32 | 163 |
| 100: | The Maiden On The Shore | She wandered so young on the shore around, | | 18 | 171 |
| 101: | The Maiden On The Shore | She wandered so young on the shore around, | | 18 | 123 |
| 102: | The Maidens' Song (From Halte Hulda) | Good-morning, sun, 'mid the leaves so green - | | 12 | 125 |
| 103: | The Meeting (At The Student Meeting Of 1869) | Thoughts toward one another coursing | | 32 | 140 |
| 104: | The Melody (From Arne) | The youth in the woods spent the whole day long, | | 28 | 125 |
| 105: | The Mother's Song (From Arne) | Lord! Oh, hold in Thy hand my child, | | 16 | 165 |
| 106: | The Norröna-Race | Norröna-race's longing, | | 40 | 159 |
| 107: | The Ocean (From Arnljot Gelline) | Oceanward I am ever yearning, | | 78 | 167 |
| 108: | The Poet | The poet does the prophet's deeds; | | 60 | 121 |
| 109: | The Princess | The princess looked down from her bower high, | | 15 | 132 |
| 110: | The Pure Norwegian Flag | Tri-colored flag, and pure, | | 135 | 174 |
| 111: | The Spinner | Oh, what was it he meant | | 18 | 120 |
| 112: | The Tree (From Arne) | Ready with leaves and with buds stood the tree. | | 15 | 144 |
| 113: | The Tryst | Silent I'm biding, | | 30 | 169 |
| 114: | The White Rose And The Red Rose | The white rose and the red rose, | | 24 | 133 |
| 115: | They Have Found Each Other (From The Drama The King, Third Interlude) | Mute they wander, | | 31 | 160 |
| 116: | Those With Me | As on I drive, in my heart joy dwells | | 64 | 149 |
| 117: | To A Godson (1861) | Here hast thou before thee that constellation | | 11 | 144 |
| 118: | To Aasmund Olafsen Vinje | Your house to guests has shelter lent, | | 40 | 157 |
| 119: | To Erika Lie | When Norse nature's dower | | 36 | 135 |
| 120: | To Hans Christian Andersen (At A Summer-Fete For Him In Christiania, 1871) | We welcome you this wondrous summer-day, | | 22 | 147 |
| 121: | To Johan Dahl, Bookdealer (On His Sixtieth Birthday) | Our glasses we lift now and drink to our host! | | 45 | 147 |
| 122: | To Johan Sverdrup | When now my song selects and praises | | 158 | 166 |
| 123: | To Missionary Skrefsrud In Santalistan | I honor you, who, though refused, affronted, | | 12 | 168 |
| 124: | To Molde | Molde, Molde, | | 34 | 136 |
| 125: | To My Father (Upon His Retirement) | In all the land our race was once excelling. | | 56 | 161 |
| 126: | To My Wife (With A Set Of Roman Pearls) | Pray, take these pearls! - and my thanks for them | | 10 | 153 |
| 127: | To Sculptor Borch (On His Fiftieth Birthday) | With friends you stalwart stand and fair, | | 56 | 139 |
| 128: | To Stang (1871) | May Seventeenth in Eidsvold's church united, | | 100 | 141 |
| 129: | To Sweden (December 28, 1863) | Lift thou thine ancient yellow-blue! | | 52 | 149 |
| 130: | To The Dannebrog | Dannebrog of old was seeming | | 16 | 163 |
| 131: | Toast For The Men Of Eidsvold | Twas then this land of ours we drew | | 16 | 146 |
| 132: | Venevil (From Arne) | Fair Venevil hastened with tripping feet | | 42 | 165 |
| 133: | When Comes The Morning? | | | 39 | 132 |
| 134: | When Norway Would Not Help (Easter Eve, 1864) | When Kattegat now or the Belt you sail, | | 40 | 119 |
| 135: | Workmen's March | Left foot! Right foot! Lines unbroken! | | 24 | 127 |
| 136: | Young Men And Women, Strong And Sound | Young men and women, strong and sound, | | 18 | 133 |
| 137: | Youth | Mood of youth, | | 27 | 151 |
