Comments about Henrik Wergeland
The Army Of Truth
Words, the world so light esteemeth?
words in poet’s stanza set!
O how frail your power seemeth,
to be fighting
for the truth mankind is slighting.
Truth should come with thunder pealing,
To her succour sent from Heaven,
angel hosts their cohorts wheeling,
should escort her advent splendid.
Ah! Why comes she not, th’exalted,
With a helm about her brow,
fashioned of the sky star-vaulted,
swords her radiant pinions pluming?
Why are not her ...