This curse upon you, mine enemies! Have ye not made mine eternal short… — Thus Spake Zarathustra
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This curse upon you, mine enemies! Have ye not made mine eternal short, as a tone dieth away in a cold night! Scarcely, as the twinkle of divine eyes, did it come to me--as a fleeting gleam!
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