H.C. Andersen digt 1830<\/p>\n
Soldaten<\/strong><\/p>\n Med d\u00e6mpede Hvirvler Trommerne gaae, Jeg havde i Verden en eneste Ven, For sidste Gang skuer han nu Guds Sol, Paa eengang sigte de alle Ni. Kilde: H.C. Andersens “Samlede Skrifter” Tolvte Bind.1879<\/p>\n Oversigt over\u00a0H.C. Andersen digte \u2013 Hans Christian Andersen poems<\/a><\/p>\n \n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" H.C. Andersen digt 1830 Soldaten Med d\u00e6mpede Hvirvler Trommerne gaae, \u2014 Ak, skal vi dog aldrig til Stedet naae, At han kan faae Ro i sin Kiste? \u2014 Jeg tror mit Hjerte vil briste! Jeg havde i Verden en eneste Ven, Ham er det, man bringer til D\u00f8den hen Med klingende Spil gjennem Gaden, Og … L\u00e6s mere Soldaten<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":4978,"menu_order":82,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":"","_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"class_list":["post-8027","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.hcandersen-homepage.dk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/8027","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.hcandersen-homepage.dk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.hcandersen-homepage.dk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.hcandersen-homepage.dk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.hcandersen-homepage.dk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=8027"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.hcandersen-homepage.dk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/8027\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":73563,"href":"https:\/\/www.hcandersen-homepage.dk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/8027\/revisions\/73563"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.hcandersen-homepage.dk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/4978"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.hcandersen-homepage.dk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=8027"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\n\u2014 Ak, skal vi dog aldrig til Stedet naae,
\nAt han kan faae Ro i sin Kiste?
\n\u2014 Jeg tror mit Hjerte vil briste!<\/p>\n
\nHam er det, man bringer til D\u00f8den hen
\nMed klingende Spil gjennem Gaden,
\nOg jeg er med i Paraden!<\/p>\n
\nNu sidder han alt paa D\u00f8dens Stol;
\nDe binde ham fast til P\u00e6len.
\n\u2014 Forbarm dig, Gud, over Sj\u00e6len!<\/p>\n
\nDe Otte skyde jo reent forbi;
\nDe rysted\u00b4 paa Haanden af Smerte,
\n\u2014 Kun jeg traf ham midt i hans Hjerte!<\/p>\n