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H. C. ANDERSEN"
paa mig, trykkede min Haand og takkede mig for
mine Skrifter. To Aar efter hørte jeg af Lyt ton
B u 1 w e i s Søn, hvor varmt og inderligt
Elisabeth Browning havde tænkt paa mig. Hendes
sidste Digt: »The North and the South«, skrevet i R o m
i Mai 1861, altsaa netop i Dagene ved mit Besøg,
sluttede Digtsamlingen: »Last Poems«, udkommet efter
hendes Død. .Jeg lægger den duftende Blomst ind her
imellem disse Blade:
»Now give us lands where the olives grow.«
Cried the North to the South,
»Where the sun with a golden mouth can blow
Blue bubbles of grapes down a vineyard-row«
Cried the North to the South.
»Now give us men from the sunless plain«
Cried the South to the North,
»By need of work in the snow and rain.
Made strong and brave by familiar pain!«
Cried the South to the North.
»Give lucider hills and intenser seas«,
»Said the North to the South,
Since ever by symbols and bright degrees
Art, childlike, climbs to the dear Lords knees«,
Said the North to the South.
»Give strenuos souls for belief and prayer«.
Said the South to the North,
»That stand in the dark on the lowest stair
While affirming of God »He is certainly there«.
Said the South to the North.
»Yet oh, for the skies that are softer and higher!«
Sighed the North to the South.
»For the flowers that blaze, and the trees that aspire.
And the insects made of a song or a fire!«
Sighed the North to the South.
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