查拉图斯特拉如是说（英文全本）第 266 部分

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sea!

Forsooth,

there is a

lake in

me,

sequestered

and

self-sufficing;

but the

stream of

my love

beareth

this along

with it,

down—to

the sea!

New paths

do I

tread, a

new speech

cometh

unto me;

tired have

I become—

like all

creators—of

the old

tongues.

No longer

will my

spirit

walk on

worn-out

soles. Too

slowly

runneth

all

speaking

for

me:—into

thy

chariot, O

storm, do

I leap!

And even

thee will

I whip

with my

spite!