Still sailing! Ingemann this time: 'Den store Seilads'

Den store Seilads

Der seiler den hen i Natten

I Himmeldybets Favn

Stjernernes Luftskib-Flaade.

En Verden er hver en Stavn.

Jeg staaer paa Jordskibsdækket;

Jeg seiler i samme Sø.

Deiligt seiler blandt Stjerner

Jordens svømmende Ø.

Den flyvende Verdensflaade

Har mange Sjæle ombord:

Ingen af alle de Sjæle

Dog saae hvorhen de foer.

Men himmelhøit gaaer Seiladsen;

Hver Seiler Havnen naaer.

Snekkerne løbe ei paa Grund,

Og ingen Sjæl forgaaer.

The great voyage

Through all the nighttime heaven’s

Profound embrace there plough

The air-ships of the star-fleet.

A world in every prow.

I stand on earth-ship’s foredeck;

I sail the selfsame seas.

Among the stars, earth’s island

sails too with greatest ease.

On board the airborne world-fleet

A host of souls are found:

Yet not one single soul there

Saw whither they were bound.

But each will reach safe haven,

The nighttime heaven crossed.

No bark will run aground there

And not one soul be lost.