THE 
AMERICAN-SCANDINAVIAN 
Review 
Volume X January, 1922 Number 1 
A Group of Swedish Poems 
Translated by Charles Wharton Stork 
AN EYE 
By Karin Ek 
Heaven overbrimming with life, O eye full of love and glory, 
Fountain overflowing with joy sprung from the breast of the soul! 
Limpid, unsearchable well, I cast in your waters my sorrow. 
Letting the weight of my grief sink in your glittering flood. 
Radiant, comforting glance that seeks for my face in the darkness. 
Open your breast to my soul! Here it is good to abide. 
Hid is your meaning to all, and no one but me can divine it. 
As when the murmuring waves sing from the heart of the deep. 
Like to the hart that athirst pants for the fresh-running brooklet 
So pants my spirit for you, fount at the brim of the sward! 
Deep in your vital profound, where the heavens darken and brighten, 
Dwelleth a passionate soul, living its life in the light. 
THE LIFE-BOAT 
By Erik Lindorm 
The water is close to the gunwale's brink. 
How can we give you a helping hand? 
If we take you on board, the boat will sink, 
And no one get safe to land. 
We must lift an oar for the others ' sake 
And crush the loved hand that clutches the side. 
Blood-foam bubbles behind in the wake 
And over a brother the billows glide. 
