The gods do not deduct from man's allotted span the hours spent in fishing.
Ode to the Fisherman
Lo, the fisherman. Mighty are his preparations. He riseth early and goes forth, full of great expectations. He returneth late, smelling of strong drink, and the truth is not in him.
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Du er da en mand af få, men velvalgte ord!
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