
The poems for it are:
Old Norwegian Poem
Sun is the light of the world;
I bow to the divine decree.
Old Icelandic Poem
Sun is the shield of the clouds
and shining ray
and destroyer of ice.
Anglo-Saxon Poem
The sun is ever a joy in the hopes of seafarers
when they journey away over the fishes' bath,
until the courser of the deep bears them to land.
The lighthouse. A guide. A spot of optimism. Good times.
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