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Thus Spake Zarathustra - Penn State University

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<strong>Thus</strong> <strong>Spake</strong> <strong>Zarathustra</strong>Here do I sit now, In this the smallest oasis, Like a This the finest air drinking, With nostrils out-swelleddate indeed, Brown, quite sweet, gold-suppurating, For like goblets, Lacking future, lacking remembrances <strong>Thus</strong>rounded mouth of maiden longing, But yet still more for do I sit here, ye Friendly damsels dearly loved, And lookyouthful, maidlike, Ice-cold and snow-white and incisory at the palm-tree there, How it, to a dance-girl, like, DothFront teeth: and for such assuredly, Pine the hearts all of bow and bend and on its haunches bob, —One doth itardent date-fruits. Selah.too, when one view’th it long!—To a dance-girl like, whoTo the there-named south-fruits now, Similar, all-toosimilar,Do I lie here; by little Flying insects Round-sniffled tent, Always, always, just on single leg hath stood? —as it seem’th to me, Too long, and dangerously persis-and round-played, And also by yet littler, Foolisher, and Then forgot she thereby, as it seem’th to me, The otherpeccabler Wishes and phantasies,—Environed by you, Ye leg? For vainly I, at least, Did search for the amissingsilent, presentientest Maiden-kittens, Dudu and Suleika, Fellow-jewel —Namely, the other leg—In the sanctified—Roundsphinxed, that into one word I may crowd much precincts, Nigh her very dearest, very tenderest, Flappingfeeling: (Forgive me, O God, All such speech-sinning!) — and fluttering and flickering skirting. Yea, if ye should,Sit I here the best of air sniffling, Paradisal air, truly, ye beauteous friendly ones, Quite take my word: She hath,Bright and buoyant air, golden-mottled, As goodly air as alas! Lost it! Hu! Hu! Hu! Hu! Hu! It is away! For everever From lunar orb downfell—Be it by hazard, Or supervenedit by arrogancy? As the ancient poets relate it. But Where may it now tarry, all-forsaken weeping? Theaway! The other leg! Oh, pity for that loveliest other leg!doubter, I’m now calling it In question: with this do I lonesomest leg? In fear perhaps before a Furious, yellow,come indeed Out of Europe, That doubt’th more eagerly blond and curled Leonine monster? Or perhaps eventhan doth any Elderly married woman. May the Lord improveit! Amen.woeful! nibbled badly!Gnawed away, nibbled badly—Most wretched, woeful!Selah.274

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