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A dead father's counsel, a wise son heedeth.
— Esaias Tegnér
A dead father's counsel, a wise son heedeth.
A woman's honor rests on manly love.
A sense of justice is a noble fancy.
Hener was the hero-king,A shelter for peace.
A glimpse of Breidablick, whose walls are lightSat the gold-crowned gods before it.
