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Updated: May 31, 2025
For even churches and Gods'-graves do I love, if only heaven looketh through their ruined roofs with pure eyes; gladly do I sit like grass and red poppies on ruined churches Oh, how could I not be ardent for Eternity, and for the marriage-ring of rings the ring of the return?
The baby-hand that had done nothing, and felt only its mother's kiss; the old lady's hand that had exchanged the love-pressure, worn the marriage-ring, closed dead eyes, done a lifetime's work, in short. The sentiment is rather obvious, but true nevertheless.
The rest were volunteers gentlemen, their younger sons, and their attendants placing themselves under his leadership, either from goodwill to York and Nevil, or from love of enterprise and hope of plunder. I would mine heart had caught that wound And slept beside him rather! I think it were a better thing Than murdered friend and marriage-ring Forced on my life together.
This is a final paean which Zarathustra sings to Eternity and the marriage-ring of rings, the ring of the Eternal Recurrence. In my opinion this part is Nietzsche's open avowal that all his philosophy, together with all his hopes, enthusiastic outbursts, blasphemies, prolixities, and obscurities, were merely so many gifts laid at the feet of higher men. He had no desire to save the world.
But I saw them not; for before my eyes floated the vision of a slender hand, and on the wedding-finger I saw a faint, rosy circle, as I had seen it there a moment since, when Dorothy dropped her bare arms on the cloth and laid her head between them. So it was true; whether for good or ill my cousin wore the ghost-ring which for ages, Cato says, we Ormonds have worn before the marriage-ring.
The baby-hand that had done nothing, and felt only its mother's kiss; the old lady's hand that had exchanged the love-pressure, worn the marriage-ring, closed dead eyes, done a lifetime's work, in short. The sentiment is rather obvious, but true nevertheless.
Crushed under the huge mass crushed into the very splinters of my own empty coffin, she lay and yet and yet I could see nothing, save one white hand protruding the hand on which the marriage-ring glittered mockingly! Even as I looked, that hand quivered violently beat the ground and then was still! It was horrible.
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