cultural resources in henrik ibsen's early environment - Ibsen.net

(Pause.)
(Goes to the window.)
(Listens.)
(Sings.)
(Impatiently.)
Entrusted me to Walkendorff at Høistrup
And to his noble wife, whom I still remember
With deep reverence. This evening
He will take the last step in the effort
Of providing for me.... But will his favor
Then become coercion? Will my inclination
Not be asked for its vote, where it matters?
By now Bjørn must have brought the letter!
He could have done it ten times over!
I do not see him
Anywhere yet.
I do not hear him either.
Ah, my patience is at an end!... Well then,
I shall sing my song, then the time will pass,
And he cannot hear me out there.
1.
Now the leafy-bower is shadowed
And the day is long
Where little birds nest
In the blooming meadow.
2.
Only the god of love
Is blind, poor fellow;
He flutters towards the windowpane.
They let him in.
Yes, truly, if he flutters towards the window,
Then I let him in! There is no end to it!
Bjørn is not coming! How long shall I wait?
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