In jungles among motley-speckled beasts of prey,
Run with lustful lips,
Happily jeering, happily hellish, happily blood-thirsty,
Preying, creeping, lying:

Or like the eagle staring
Long, long into abysses,
Into it's abysses:
Oh how they circle down,
Under and in,
Into ever deeper depths!
Then,
Suddenly, with straight aim,
Quivering flight,
They pounce on lambs,
Heading down, ravenous,
Lusting for lamns,
Angry at all lamb-souls,
Fiercely angry at all that look
Sleepish, lamb-eyed, curly-woolled,
Grey with lamb-sheep kindliness!

Thus,
Eaglelike, pantherlike,
Are the poet's desires,
Are your desires under a thousand masks,
You Fool! You Poet!

--- by Friedrich Nietzsche

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