Henrik Ibsen – To My Friend The Revolutionary Orator

You say I’ve become a conservative.

I’m still what I’ve been every day I live.

I’ve really no time for fiddling with pieces.

You knock the board over; I’m yours till hell freezes.

There’s only the one revolution I treasure

that wasn’t a fudge, a half-hearted measure.

It brings to those later a halo of glory.

Of course I refer to the Deluge story.

Though even that  left Lucifer stranded;

for Noah, as you know, took charge single-handed.

Let’s try it again, but be more categorical;

that calls for real men, not just the rhetorical.

You fix me a flood to the high-tide mark,

I’ll gladly, myself, torpedo the Ark.