Ecce Homo Complete Works, Volume Seventeen

By Friedrich Nietzsche

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now he lies there, broken, useless, and cold.


Whither went he? Who knows?
We only know that he sank.
A star went out in the desolate void,
And lone was the void.


What we have not
But need,
We must take.
And so a good conscience I took.


Who is there that could bestow right upon thee?
So take thy right!


O ye waves,
Wondrous waves, are ye wroth with me?
Do ye raise me your crests in wrath?
With my rudder I smite
Your folly full square.
This bark ye yourselves
To immortal life will carry along.


When no new voice was heard,
Ye made from old words
A law:
When life grows stark, there shoots up the law.


What none can refute
Ye say must be true?
Oh, ye innocents!


Art thou strong?
Strong as an ass? Strong as God?
Art thou proud?
So proud as to flaunt
Unashamed thy conceit?


And ne'er beat the drum
Of thy destiny I
Go out of the way
From all pom-pom of fame!
* * * *
Be not known too soon!
Be one that has hoarded renown!


Wilt thou grasp at the thorns?
Thy fingers must pay.
Grasp at a poniard.


Be a tablet of gold,
They will grave upon thee
In golden script.

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