Jens Peter Jacobsen

(1847-1885 / Denmark)

Nat - Poem by Jens Peter Jacobsen

O! naar Maanens Straaler milde spille,
Naar omkring mig Alt er tyst og stille,
Da er Vand mig ikke Søens Vove,
Træer ej de dunkle, tavse Skove,
Sky ej, hvad mig Himlens Hvælving dølger,
Dal og Bakke ikke Jordens Bølger,
Form ej Form og Farven ikke Farve,
Alt et Udtryk for hvad Gud har drømt.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, July 21, 2012



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