And God His glorious child shall know,
His heir, the Adam that He wrought!
Einar.
[Breaking off.]
Farewell. I judge that it were best
We parted.
Brand.
You are going west,
I northward. To the fjord from here
Two pathways lead,—both alike near.
Farewell!
Einar.
Farewell.
Brand.
[Turning round again.]
Light learn to part
From vapour.—Know that Life's an art!
Einar.
[Waving him off.]
Go, turn the universe upside down;
Still in my ancient God I trust!
Brand.
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.]
Agnes.
[Stands a moment lost in thought; then starts, looks
about her uneasily, and asks:]
Is the sun set already?
