Så usigelig fattig kan en sjel da gå tilbake til intet i det tåkete grå. Du deilige jord, vær ikke vred at jeg trampet ditt gress til ingen nytte. Du… - Henrik Ibsen

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Så usigelig fattig kan en sjel da gå
tilbake til intet i det tåkete grå.
Du deilige jord, vær ikke vred
at jeg trampet ditt gress til ingen nytte.
Du deilige sol, du har sløset med
dine lysende stenk i en folketom hytte.
Der satt ingen der inne å varme og stemme; -
eieren, sier de, var aldri hjemme.
Deilige sol og deilige jord,
I var dumme at I bar og lyste for min mor.
Ånden er karrig og naturen ødsel.
Det er dyrt å bøte med livet for sin fødsel. -
Jeg vil oppad, høyt, på den bratteste tinde;
jeg vil ennu engang se solen rinne,
stirre meg trett på det lovede land,
se å få snedyngen over meg kavet;
de kan skrive derover «her er ingen begravet»;
og bakefter - siden - ! La det gå som det kan.

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About Henrik Ibsen

Henrik Johan Ibsen (20 March 1828 – 23 May 1906) was a Norwegian playwright, theatre director, and poet. He is often referred to as "the father of realism" and is considered one of the founders of Modernism in theatre.

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Also Known As

Pen Names: Brynjolf Bjarme
Birth Name: Henrik Johan Ibsen
Alternative Names: Henrich Johan Ibsen Henrich Ibsen

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