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 338 THUS SPAKE ZARATHUSTRA, III

no above, no below ! Throw thyself to and fro, out, back, thou light one ! Sing ! Speak no more !

Are not all words made for the heavy ? Lie not all words unto the light one ! Sing ! Speak no more ! '

Oh ! how could I fail to be eager for eternity, and for the marriage ring of rings, the ring of recurrence ?

Never yet have I found the woman by whom I should have liked to have children, unless it be this woman I love. For I love thee, O Eternity !

For I love thee, O Eternity!"

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