I saw a dove fear-daunted, <br /> By howling storm-blast driven; <br />Where waves their power vaunted, <br /> From land it had been riven. <br />No cry nor moan it uttered, <br /> I heard no plaint repeated; <br />In vain its pinions fluttered -- <br />It had to sink, defeated.<br /><br />Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-dove-2/
