When Zarathustra had spoken these words,
he again looked at the people,
and was silent.

>"There they stand,"
He said to his heart;
>"There they laugh: they understand me not; I am not the mouth for these ears."
When Zarathustra had spoken these words,
he again looked at the people,
and was silent.

Must one first batter their ears,
that they may learn to hear with their eyes?
Must one clatter like kettledrums and penitential preachers?
Or do they only believe the stammerer?
They have something where they are proud.
What do they call it,
that which maketh them proud?
Culture,
they call it;
it distinguisheth them from the goatherds.

And thus spake Zarathustra unto the people: