Ainsi Parlait Zarathoustra

By Friedrich Nietzsche

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tu n'avais pas _ceux_ que tu
éclaires!

Et s'ils restaient dans leurs chambres, tandis que déjà tu es éveillé
et que tu viens donner et répandre: comme ta fière pudeur s'en
fâcherait!

Eh bien! ils dorment encore, ces hommes supérieurs, tandis que _moi_ je
suis éveillé: ce ne sont pas _là_ mes véritables compagnons! Ce n'est
pas eux que j'attends ici dans mes montagnes.

Je veux me mettre à mon oeuvre et commencer ma journée: mais ils ne
comprennent pas quels sont les signes de mon matin, le bruit de mon pas
n'est point pour eux - le signal du lever.

Ils dorment encore dans ma caverne, leur rêve boit encore à mes chants
de minuit. L'oreille qui m'écoute, - l'oreille qui _obéit_ manque à
leurs membres."

- Zarathoustra avait dit cela à son coeur tandis que le soleil se
levait: alors il jeta un regard interrogateur vers les hauteurs, car il
entendait au-dessus de lui l'appel perçant de son aigle. "Eh bien!
cria-t-il là-haut, cela me plait et me convient ainsi. Mes animaux
sont éveillés, car je suis éveillé.

Mon aigle est éveillé et, comme moi, il honore le soleil. Avec des
griffes d'aigle il saisit la nouvelle lumière. Vous êtes mes
véritables animaux; je vous aime.

Mais il me manque encore mes hommes véritables!" -

Ainsi parlait Zarathoustra; mais alors il arriva qu'il se sentit
soudain entouré, comme par des oiseaux innombrables qui voltigeaient
autour de lui, - le bruissement de tant d'ailes et la poussée autour de
sa tête étaient si grands qu'il ferma les yeux. Et, en vérité, il
sentait tomber sur lui quelque chose comme une nuée de flèches, lancées
sur un nouvel ennemi. Mais voici, ici c'était une nuée d'amour, sur un
ami nouveau.

"Que m'arrive-t-il? pensa Zarathoustra dans son coeur étonné, et il
s'assit lentement sur la grosse pierre qui se trouvait à l'entrée de sa
caverne. Mais en agitant ses mains autour de lui, au-dessus et
au-dessous de lui, pour se défendre de la tendresse des oiseaux, voici,
il lui arriva quelque chose de plus singulier encore: car il mettait
inopinément ses mains dans des touffes de poils épaisses et chaudes; et
en même temps retentissait devant lui un rugissement, - un doux et long
rugissement de lion.

"_Le signe vient_", dit Zarathoustra et son coeur se transforma. Et,
en vérité, lorsqu'il vit clair devant lui, une énorme bête jaune était
couchée à ses pieds, inclinant la tête contre ses genoux, ne voulant
pas le quitter dans son amour, semblable à un chien qui retrouve son
vieux maître. Les colombes cependant n'étaient pas

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