OF OLD AND NEW TABLES
��" Here I sit and wait ; round me old broken tables and new tables half written upon. When cometh mine hour?
'The hour of my stepping down, of my destruction. For once more will I go unto men.
For that wait I now ; because first of all the signs must appear unto me that it is mine hour, namely the laughing lion with the flock of doves.
In the meantime I speak unto myself as one who hath time. Nobody telleth me new things so that I tell mine own self unto myself.
��When I came unto men, I found them sitting on an old conceit. All of them thought they had known long what was good and evil unto man.
All speech about virtue appeared unto them to be an old weary thing, and he who wished to sleep well, spake of ' good ' and ' evil ' before going to bed.