查拉图斯特拉如是说（英文全本）第 305 部分

for her

海量小说，在【艾仪小说网】

love? It

is your

dearest

Self, your

virtue.

The ring’s

thirst is

in you: to

reach

itself

again

struggleth

every

ring, and

turneth

itself.

And like

the star

that goeth

out, so is

every work

of your

virtue:

ever is

its light

on its way

and

travelling—and

when will

it cease

to be on

its way?

Thus is

the light

of your

virtue

still on

its way,

even when

its work

is done.

Be it

forgotten

and dead,

still its

ray of

light

liveth and

travelleth.