The one

"...Saa forgaae da, Natur, liig Feberens grundløse Blendværk,
Og helbredet fra dig, langsomt, med Tidernes Løb,
Stræbe det affødte Liv til Verdens salige Hjerte,
Og i Eenhedens Skjød, sonet, Bevidstheden døe."

("...So may you die, nature, like fever's groundless delusion,
And cured from you, slowly, with passage of time,
May life that now is endengered strive for the world's blessed heart,
And in unity's lap, atoned for, may consciousness die.")

Ending of Schack Staffeldt's poem "Det Eene" (The One), 1808.