查拉图斯特拉如是说 英文版 Thus Spake Zarathustra
尼采 Friedrich Nietzsche
II. The Academic Chairs of Virtue.
People commended unto Zarathustra a wise man, as one who could discoursewell about sleep and virtue: greatly was he honoured and rewarded for it,and all the youths sat before his chair. To him went Zarathustra, and satamong the youths before his chair. And thus spake the wise man:
Respect and modesty in presence of sleep! That is the first thing! And togo out of the way of all who sleep badly and keep awake at night!
Modest is even the thief in presence of sleep: he always stealeth softlythrough the night. Immodest, however, is the night-watchman; immodestly hecarrieth his horn.
No small art is it to sleep: it is necessary for that purpose to keepawake all day.
Ten times a day must thou overcome thyself: that causeth wholesomeweariness, and is poppy to the soul.
know I well what people sought!
Ten times must thou reconcile again with thyself; for overcoming isbitterness, and badly sleep the unreconciled.
Ten truths must thou find during the day; otherwise wilt thou seek truthduring the night, and thy soul will have been hungry.
Ten times must thou laugh during the day, and be cheerful; otherwise thystomach, the father of affliction, will disturb thee in the night.
Few people know it, but one must have all the virtues in order to sleepwell. Shall I bear false witness? Shall I commit adultery?
Shall I covet my neighbour's maidservant? All that would ill accord withgood sleep.
And even if one have all the virtues, there is still one thing needful: tosend the virtues themselves to sleep at the right time.
That they may not quarrel with one another, the good females! And aboutthee, thou unhappy one!
Peace with God and thy neighbour: so desireth good sleep. And peace alsowith thy neighbour's devil! Otherwise it will haunt thee in the night.
Honour to the government, and obedience, and also to the crookedgovernment! So desireth good sleep. How can I help it, if power like towalk on crooked legs?
He who leadeth his sheep to the greenest pasture, shall always be for methe best shepherd: so doth it accord with good sleep.
Many honours I want not, nor great treasures: they excite the spleen. Butit is bad sleeping without a good name and a little treasure.
A small company is more welcome to me than a bad one: but they must comeand go at the right time. So doth it accord with good sleep.
Well, also, do the poor in spirit please me: they promote sleep. Blessedare they, especially if one always give in to them.
Thus passeth the day unto the virtuous. When night cometh, then take Igood care not to summon sleep. It disliketh to be summoned--sleep, thelord of the virtues!
But I think of what I have done and thought during the day. Thusruminating, patient as a cow, I ask myself: What were thy ten overcomings?
And what were the ten reconciliations, and the ten truths, and the tenlaughters with which my heart enjoyed itself?
Thus pondering, and cradled by forty thoughts, it overtaketh me all atonce--sleep, the unsummoned, the lord of the virtues.
Sleep tappeth on mine eye, and it turneth heavy. Sleep toucheth my mouth,and it remaineth open.
Verily, on soft soles doth it come to me, the dearest of thieves, andstealeth from me my thoughts: stupid do I then stand, like this academicchair.
But not much longer do I then stand: I already lie.--
When Zarathustra heard the wise man thus speak, he laughed in his heart:for thereby had a light dawned upon him. And thus spake he to his heart:
A fool seemeth this wise man with his forty thoughts: but I believe heknoweth well how to sleep.
Happy even is he who liveth near this wise man! Such sleep is contagious--even through a thick wall it is contagious.
A magic resideth even in his academic chair. And not in vain did theyouths sit before the preacher of virtue.
His wisdom is to keep awake in order to sleep well. And verily, if lifehad no sense, and had I to choose nonsense, this would be the desirablestnonsense for me also.
Now know I well what people sought formerly above all else when they soughtteachers of virtue. Good sleep they sought for themselves, and poppy-headvirtues to promote it!
must thou reconcile again with thyself.
To all those belauded sages of the academic chairs, wisdom was sleepwithout dreams: they knew no higher significance of life.
Even at present, to be sure, there are some like this preacher of virtue,and not always so honourable: but their time is past. And not much longerdo they stand: there they already lie.
Blessed are those drowsy ones: for they shall soon nod to sleep.--
Thus spake Zarathustra.