The bottle knew not, it travelled onward and onward, and at last all this wandering about became wearisome; at all events it was not its usual occupation.
There, where the Rhine rolls onward like a great billow, and dissolves itself into snowflakes, where glistening clouds are ever changing as if here was the place of their creation, while the rainbow flutters about them like a many-colored ribbon, there did Knud think of the water-mill at Kjøge, with its rushing, foaming waters.
Now he stood once more, round and bright, above the clouds, moving slowly onward.
Onward the whole day they flew through the air like a winged arrow, yet more slowly than usual, for they had their sister to carry.
ever brave, Drifting onward to thy grave.
