If ever my scorn hath scattered mouldered words to the winds, and if I… — Thus Spake Zarathustra
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If ever my scorn hath scattered mouldered words to the winds, and if I have come like a besom to cross-spiders, and as a cleansing wind to old charnel-houses:
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