The Albatross

The Albatross lives only on the borders of the earth.
It bathes its massive wings in the foam of the sea;
And it glides upon the waves without sinking.

It descends and mounts as the sea.
During lovely weather it is silent, but it cries during the tempest.

Like a dream suspended between sky and abyss
This bird neither flies nor swims.

Heavier than air, and lighter than the wave,
Bird-poet, bird-poet, this is thy lot! —
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Henrik Ibsen
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