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A Poem by Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson: At Michael Sars’s Grave

 

At Michael Sars’s Grave

Ever he would roam
Toward th’ eternal home;
From the least life deep in ocean
To each gleam of stars in motion,
Worth of all he weighed.
Now the Lord lends aid.

Still he passed beyond,
Softly dreaming; fond
Nature met him as her lover.
God with strength his soul shall cover
‘Mid the starry throng
Through the spheres’ pure song.

Even here on earth
Harmony’s sweet birth-
When discovery new truth sunders,
When the small reveals its wonders-
Filled his soul with song
For the ages long.

Where his watch he kept,
Eyes a hundred swept.
Where millenniums sand assembled,
Where the tiniest life-pulse trembled,
There he sought the clue,
Silent, wise, and true.

In a water glass
Searching he saw pass
All the ocean’s life; his thinking
To unfathomed deeps was sinking;
Where lay riddles locked,
There he came and knocked.

Fair our fatherland,
While such faith shall stand!
With an eye so true and tender,
With a sense so fine for splendor
In the small and still,-
Great ends we fulfil!

 

 

Bjørnstjerne Martinius Bjørnson

Bjornstjerne Bjornson

 

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