VAGRANT VERSE
ETERNAL. The strong man awhile in his kingdom is lord, Like eagles his glory is flying; But broken at last is the conquering sword. And the eagles in dust will be lying. What might has created is short-lived and vain: Like winds of the desert it passes again. . . . The true is eternal; from heaven to earth With each generation the word echoes forth. ... Then seize on all truth, venture all for the right, Make beauty with joy for your wages! Thes ethree from humanity never take flight, With them we appeal to the ages. Whatever time gave, unto time you must pay, The Eternal alone dwells within you for aye. —Esaias Tegner (tr. by Charles Wharton Stork.},
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Southland Times, Issue 18832, 27 May 1920, Page 4
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119VAGRANT VERSE Southland Times, Issue 18832, 27 May 1920, Page 4
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