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 344 THUS SPAKE ZARATHUSTRA, IV

For this I am from the bottom and from the be- ginning, pulling, pulling unto me, pulling up unto me, bringing up a puller, breeder, and governor, who not in vain once counselled himself: 'Become what thou art!'

Thus men may now come up unto me. For I am still waiting for the signs indicating that it is time for my going down. Not yet do I perish among men, as I must do.

For that I wait here, artful and mocking on high mountains, not impatient, not patient ; on the con- trary, one who hath among other things unlearnt patience, because he suffereth no more.

For my fate alloweth me plenty of time. Did it forget me? Or doth it sit behind a large stone in the shadow catching flies ?

And, verily, I am well disposed towards it, towards mine eternal fate, for that reason that it doth not hunt and press me, but leaveth me time for fibs and tricks ; so that this day I have gone up this high mountain to catch fish.

Hath ever a man caught fish on high mountains ? And though what I seek and do up here be a folly, it is better to do this than by waiting down there to become solemn and green and yellow

To become by waiting a sprawling one who panteth for wrath, a holy howling storm from the mountains, an impatient one who shouteth down into the valleys :

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