"How this autumn evening brings reconciliation to my soul!
Sun and wave and shore and sea flow all together, as in the
thought of God all others; never yet has it seemed so fair to
me. But it is not mine to rule over this lovely land. How
greatly I have done it ill! But how has it all so come to
pass? for in my wanderings I saw thy mountains in every sky,
I yearned for home as a child longs for Christmas, yet I
came no sooner, and when at last I came, I gave thee wound
upon wound.
"But now, in contemplative mood, thou gazest upon me, and
givest me at parting this fairest autumn night of thine;
I will ascend yonder rock and take a long farewell."
The action of "Sigurd Slembe," is interspersed with several
lyrics, the most striking of which is herd translated in
exact reproduction of the original form:
"Sin and Death, at break of day,
Day, day,
Spoke together with bated breath;
'Marry thee, sister, that I may stay,
Stay, stay,
In thy house,' quoth Death.
"Death laughed aloud when Sin was wed,
Wed, wed,
And danced on the bridal day:
But bore that night from the bridal bed,
Bed, bed,
The groom in a shroud away.
"Death came to her sister at break of day,
Day, day,
And Sin drew a weary breath;
'He whom thou lovest is mine for aye,
Aye, aye,
Mine he is,' quoth Death.
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