Michael Holmboe Meyer

STAVANGER

FROM SMOKE SIGNALS

THE VIKINGS

OUT OF NAZARETH

ST. SVITHUN CATHEDRAL

REFORMATION

STATUE OF LIBERTY

RAINBOW COUNTRY

OIL BECAME A LIFE SAVER

OPERATION FRESHMAN

CONSTITUTION DAY

GOLDEN POEMS

LEIV EIRIKSSON

WEB MAGAZINE
Norwegian text

RECOMMENDED LINKS

PEACE LINKS

BUDDHISM

AWARDS

STAVANGER 5 STAR AWARD

History, Humanity and Genuine Peace at INTERNET 1996 WORLD EXPOSITION - EXPO 96 - A World`s Fair for the Global Village

The author Michael Holmboe Meyer wishes to thank my dear wife Kanda Ch. Meyer
who helped make it possible, and in great-hearted appreciation to my parents
Haakon
and
Klara Amalie Wasmuth who made it worthwhile.



STAVANGER HISTORY GUIDE IS PROUD TO BE OFFICIALLY AWARDED WITH THE GOLD MEDAL AT THE INTERNET 1996 WORLD EXPOSITION - "THE WORLD FAIR FOR THE INFORMATION AGE" INTERNET EXPO-96 AT http://park.org WE BELIEVE IS ONE OF THE BEST GLOBAL NETWORKING SITES ON THE NET.

Every moment of your life is infinitely creative and the universe is endlessly bountiful. I hope this presentation of Stavanger will please all those who are fond of this unique town, and awaken the interest of those who do not know it. Toward the turn of the millennium I hope the history will transform a new area of International Peace and Global understanding.




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Nothing that I can do will change the structure of the universe. But maybe, by raising my voice, I can help the greatest of all causes - goodwill among men and peace on earth. Albert Einstein, c 1920.

 

THORKILD’S SONG

There's no wind along these seas,
Out oars for Stavanger!
Forward all for Stavanger!
So we must wake the white-ash breeze,
Let fall for Stavanger!
A long pull for Stavanger!

Oh, hear the benches creak and strain!
(A long pull for Stavanger!)
She thinks she smells the Northland rain!
(A long pull for Stavanger!)

She thinks she smells the Northland snow,
And she's as glad as we to go.

She thinks she smells the Northland rime,
And the dear dark nights of winter-time.

Her very bolts are sick for shore,
And we--we want it ten times more!
So all you Gods that love brave men,
Send us a three-reef gale again!

Send us a gale, and watch us come,
With close-cropped canvas slashing home!

But--there's no wind in all these seas,
A long pull for Stavanger!
So we must wake the white-ash breeze,
A long pull for Stavanger!

Rudyard Kipling

 

 

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Last Modified: February 18, 2000