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POST FESTUM 1g
I honor you, by Gudbrand’s valley given,
And of her sons the foremost in this age.
I do not share your faith, your daring dreaming;
This parts us not, the spirit’s paths are broad.
For, all things great and noble round us streaming,
I worship them, because I worship God.
POST FESTUM
A an in coat of ice arrayed
Stood up once by the Arctic Ocean;
The whole earth shook with proud emotion
And honor to the giant paid.
A king came, to him climbing up,
An Order in his one hand bearing:
‘“Who great become, this sign are wearing.”
—The growling giant said but *Stop!”
The frightened king fell down again,
Began to weep with features ashen:
“My Order is in this rude fashion
Refused by just the greatest men.
“My dear man, take it, ’tis but fit,
Of your king’s honor be the warder;
On your breast greater grows the Order,
And we who bear it, too, by it.””—
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