OF APOSTATES 259
longingly and long in vain for me and my trumpet- peals and herald-calls ?
Alas ! There are always but few whose heart hath a long courage and long overflowing spirits ; and unto such the spirit remaineth patient also. But the rest are cowards !
The rest, that meaneth always the great majority, the every-day folk, the superabundant, the much too many all these are cowards !
Unto him who is of my kin, experiences of my kin will cross the way. Thus his first companions miSst be corpses and buffoons.
But his second companions they will call them- selves his faithful ones a living hive, much love, . much folly, much beardless veneration.
Whoever is of my kin among men, shall not tie his heart unto these faithful ones ! Whoever knoweth the fleeting cowardly kind of man, shall not believe in these springs and many-coloured meadows !
If they could do otherwise, they would will other- wise also. Half and half ones spoil every whole. That leaves wither, why lament about that!
Let them go and fall, O Zarathustra, and lament not ! Rather blow among them with rustling winds !
Blow among these leaves, O Zarathustra, that all that is withered may still faster run away from thee!