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 366 THUS SPAKE ZARATHUSTRA, IV

Wherefore torture me,

Thou malicious, unknown God?

Ha! Ha! Thou creepest nigh In such a midnight ? What wilt thou? Speak !

Thou crushest me, thou pressest me, Ha ! already much too nigh ! Thou hearest me breathe, Thou hearkenest unto my heart, Thou jealous one! Jealous of what ? Away, away ! The ladder for what? Wilt thou step in, Step into my heart, Step into the loneliest Of my thoughts ?

Shameless one ! Unknown one ! Thief ! What wilt thou steal for thyself? What wilt thou hearken for thyself ? What wilt thou get by torturing, Thou torturer ! Thou hangman's God ! Or shall I roll myself before thee Like the dog,

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