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 And God His glorious child shall know, His heir, the Adam that He wrought!

[Breaking off.]

Farewell. I judge that it were best We parted.

You are going west, I northward. To the fjord from here Two pathways lead,—both alike near. Farewell!

Farewell.

[Turning round again.]

Light learn to part From vapour.—Know that Life's an art!

[Waving him off.]

Go, turn the universe upside down; Still in my ancient God I trust!

Good; paint his crutches and his crown,— I go to lay him in the dust!

[Disappears over the pass.

[''Einar goes silently to the edge and looks after him.'']

[''Stands a moment lost in thought; then starts, looks about her uneasily, and asks'':]

Is the sun set already?