The Madman | Page 6

and cast it from thee; for it is profitable for thee that one of thy members should perish, and not that thy whole body should be cast into hell."
Then I understood. And I turned about to all the people and cried, "Hath no man or woman among you two eyes or two hands?"
And they answered me saying, "No, not one. There is none whole save such as are yet too young to read the Scripture and to understand its commandment."
And when we had come out of the temple, I straightway left that Blessed City; for I was not too young, and I could read the scripture.
The Good God and the Evil God
The Good God and the Evil God met on the mountain top.
The Good God said, "Good day to you, brother."
The Evil God did not answer.
And the Good God said, "You are in a bad humour today."
"Yes," said the Evil God, "for of late I have been often mistaken for you, called by your name, and treated as if I were you, and it ill-pleases me."
And the Good God said, "But I too have been mistaken for you and called by your name."
The Evil God walked away curing the stupidity of man.
Defeat
Defeat, my Defeat, my solitude and my aloofness;?You are dearer to me than a thousand triumphs,?And sweeter to my heart than all world-glory.
Defeat, my Defeat, my self-knowledge and my defiance,?Through you I know that I am yet young and swift of foot?And not to be trapped by withering laurels.?And in you I have found aloneness?And the joy of being shunned and scorned.
Defeat, my Defeat, my shining sword and shield,?In your eyes I have read?That to be enthroned is to be enslaved,?and to be understood is to be leveled down,?And to be grasped is but to reach one's fullness?and like a ripe fruit to fall and be consumed.
Defeat, my Defeat, my bold companion,?You shall hear my songs and my cries an my silences,?And none but you shall speak to me of the beating of wings, And urging of seas,?And of mountains that burn in the night,?And you alone shall climb my steep and rocky soul.
Defeat, my Defeat, my deathless courage,?You and I shall laugh together with the storm,?And together we shall dig graves for all that die in us,?And we shall stand in the sun with a will,?And we shall be dangerous.
Night and the Madman
"I am like thee, O, Night, dark and naked; I walk on the flaming path which is above my day-dreams, and whenever my foot touches earth a giant oak tree comes forth."
"Nay, thou art not like me, O, Madman, for thou still lookest backward to see how large a foot-print thou leavest on the sand."
"I am like thee, O, Night, silent and deep; and in the heart of my loneliness lies a Goddess in child-bed; and in him who is being born Heaven touches Hell."
"Nay, thou art not like me, O, Madman, for thou shudderest yet before pain, and the song of the abyss terrifies thee."
"I am like thee, O, Night, wild and terrible; for my ears are crowded with cries of conquered nations and sighs for forgotten lands."
"Nay, thou art not like me, O, Madman, for thou still takest thy little-self for a comrade, and with thy monster-self thou canst not be friend."
"I am like thee, O, Night, cruel and awful; for my bosom is lit by burning ships at sea, and my lips are wet with blood of slain warriors."
"Nay, thou art not like me, O, Madman; for the desire for a sister-spirit is yet upon thee, and thou has not become a low unto thyself."
"I am like thee, O, Night, joyous and glad; for he who dwells in my shadow is now drunk with virgin wine, and she who follows me is sinning mirthfully."
"Nay, thou art not like me, O, Madman, for thy soul is wrapped in the veil of seven folds and thou holdest not they heart in thine hand."
"I am like thee, O, Night, patient and passionate; for in my breast a thousand dead lovers are buried in shrouds of withered kisses."
"Yea, Madman, art thou like me? Art thou like me? And canst thou ride the tempest as a steed, and grasp the lightning as a sword?"
"Like thee, O, Night, like thee, mighty and high, and my throne is built upon heaps of fallen Gods; and before me too pass the days to kiss the hem of my garment but never to gaze at my face."
"Art thou like me, child of my darkest heart? And dost thou think my untamed thoughts and speak my vast language?"
"Yea, we are twin brothers, O, Night; for thou revealest space and I reveal my soul."
Faces
I have seen a face with a thousand countenances, and a face that was but a single countenance as if held