Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson - At Michael Sars's Grave

Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson - At Michael Sars's Grave

Ever he would roam br Toward th' eternal home; br From the least life deep in ocean br To each gleam of stars in motion, br Worth of all he weighed. br Now the Lord lends aid. br br Still he passed beyond, br Softly dreaming; fond br Nature met him as her lover. br God with strength his soul shall cover br 'Mid the starry throng br Through the spheres' pure song. br br Even here on earth br Harmony's sweet birth- br When discovery new truth sunders, br When the small reveals its wonders- br Filled his soul with song br For the ages long. br br Where his watch he kept, br Eyes a hundred swept. br Where millenniums sand assembled, br Where the tiniest life-pulse trembled, br There he sought the clue, br Silent, wise, and true. br br In a water glass br Searching he saw pass br All the ocean's life; his thinking br To unfathomed deeps was sinking; br Where lay riddles locked, br There he came and knocked.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-10

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