VINDHANEN
Smeden slo han
med vele og kamb,
høgt kom han,
verdi var ny
og vindane mange.
Han var ivrig,
trippa, skreik
og brusa fjør
for kvart vinddrag,
i storm sto han strak
med lang hals –
Til han rusta fast
og vart ståande
skeivt mot nord.
Draget stend oftast
frå den kanten.
THE WEATHERCOCK
The smith wrought him
with tail and comb,
high up he came,
the world was new
and the winds many.
He was eager,
tripped about, crowed
and puffed his feathers
at every breeze,
in gales he stood erect
with neck outstretched –
Till he rusted solid
and stayed pointing
obliquely northwards.
The wind comes most often
from that quarter.

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