The Joyful Wisdom ("La Gaya Scienza") Complete Works, Volume Ten — Story, Setting & Ideas
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reeks were superficial--_from profundity!_ And are we not coming back precisely to this point, we dare-devils of the spirit, who have scaled the highest and most dangerous peak of contemporary thought, and have looked around us from it, have _looked down_ from it? Are we not precisely in this respect--Greeks? Worshippers of forms, of tones, and of words? And precisely on that account--artists?
RUTA, near GENOA _Autumn,_ 1886.
[1] This means literally to put the numeral X instead of the numeral V (formerly U); hence it means to double a number unfairly, to exaggerate, humbug, cheat.--TR.
[2] An allusion to Schiller's poem: "The Veiled Image of Sais."--TR.
JEST, RUSE AND REVENGE.
Venture, comrades, I implore you, On the fare I set before you, You will like it more to-morrow, Better still the following day: If yet more you're then requiring, Old success I'll find inspiring, And fresh courage thence will borrow Novel dainties to display.
Weary of Seeking had I grown, So taught myself the way to Find: Back by the storm I once was blown, But follow now, where drives the wind.
Where you're standing, dig, dig out: Down below's the Well: Let them that walk in darkness shout: "Down below--there's Hell!"
_A._ Was I ill? and is it ended? Pray, by what physician tended? I recall no pain endured!
_B._ Now I know your trouble's ended: He that can forget, is cured.
Let our virtues be easy and nimble-footed in motion, Like unto Homer's verse ought they to come _and to go_.
Stay not on level plain, Climb not the mount too high. But half-way up remain-- The world you'll best descry!
_Vademecum--Vadetecum._
Attracted by my style and talk You'd follow, in my footsteps walk? Follow yourself unswervingly, So--careful!--shall you follow me.
_The Third Sloughing_
My skin bursts, breaks for fresh rebirth, And new desires come thronging: Much I've devoured, yet for more earth The serpent in me's longing. 'Twixt stone and grass I crawl once more, Hungry, by crooked ways, To eat the food I ate before, Earth-fare all serpents praise!
My luck's good--I'd make yours fairer, (Good luck ever needs a sharer), Will you stop and pluck my roses?
Oft mid rocks and thorns you'll linger, Hide and stoop, suck bleeding finger-- Will you stop and pluck my roses?
For my good luck's a trifle vicious, Fond of teasing, tricks malicious-- Will you stop and pluck my roses?
Many drops I waste and spill, So my scornful mood you curse: Who to brim his cup doth fill, Many drops _must_ waste and spill-- Yet he thinks the wine no worse.
_The Proverb Speaks._
Harsh and gentle, fine and mean, Quite rare and common, dirty and clean, The fools' and the sages' go-between: All this I will be, this have been, Dove and serpent and swine, I ween!
_To a Lover of Light._
That eye and sense be not fordone E'en in the shade pursue the sun!
Smoothest ice, A paradise To him who is a dancer nice.
A feud that knows not flaw nor break, Rather then patched-up friendship, take.
Rust's needed: keenness will not satisfy! "He is too young!" the rabble loves to cry.
"How shall I reach the top?" No time For thus reflecting! Start to climb!
_The Man of Power Speaks._ Ask never! Cease that whining, pray! Take without asking, take alway!
Narrow souls hate I like the devil, Souls wherein grows nor good nor evil.
_Accidentally a Seducer_[1]
He shot an empty word Into the empty blue; But on the way it met A woman whom it slew.
A twofold pain is easier far to bear Than one: so now to suffer wilt thou dare?
Brother, to puff thyself up ne'er be quick: For burst thou shalt be by a tiny prick!
"The woman seize, who to thy heart appeals!" Man's motto: woman seizes not, but steals.
If I explain my wisdom, surely 'Tis but entangled more securely, I can't expound myself aright: But he that's boldly up and doing, His own unaided course pursuing, Upon my image casts more light!
_A Cure for Pessimism._
Those old capricious fancies, friend! You say your palate naught can please, I hear you bluster, spit and wheeze, My love, my patience soon will end! Pluck up your courage, follow me-- Here's a fat toad! Now then, don't blink, Swallow it whole, nor pause to think! From your dyspepsia you'll be free!
Nietzsche's The Joyful Wisdom opens with a preface that describes the book as written in the language of the thawing-wind, full of wantonness, restlessness, and contradiction. The work is structured as a series of numbered aphorisms, many of which are dialogues or brief reflections. The editorial note highlights that the fourth book, 'Sanctus Januarius,' deserves especial attention, as Nietzsche himself called it a gift from the Saint, expressing gratitude for the most wonderful month of January he ever spent.
The translation of Nietzsche's poetry posed a challenge, with the editor noting that even in the original the poems are of unequal merit. The 'Prelude in Rhyme' borrows its heading from Goethe, and the appendix 'Songs of Prince Free-as-a-Bird' was added to the second edition in 1887.
Aphoristic Dialogues and the Play of Perspectives
Many aphorisms in The Joyful Wisdom take the form of brief dialogues, often between two speakers labeled A and B. For instance, in aphorism 181, A asserts that of two people, one will always follow and the other lead, but the former is superior in virtue and intellect. B retorts, 'And yet? And yet? That is spoken for the others; not for me, not for us!— Fit secundum regulam.' This exchange reveals Nietzsche's technique of presenting a conventional view only to undercut it with a contrary voice. The dialogue form allows him to dramatize conflicting perspectives without committing to a single position. Similarly, aphorism 190 presents a terse exchange: A says 'One is only praised by one's equals!' and B replies 'Yes! And he who praises you says: "You are my equal!"' Here, the second speaker reframes praise as a claim of equality, turning a platitude into a subtle critique of flattery. These miniature dramas give the reader a sense of intellectual sparring, where no statement is left unchallenged.
Solitude, Echo, and the Fear of Reverberation
Nietzsche repeatedly returns to the theme of solitude and its effects on thought and expression. In aphorism 182, 'In Solitude,' he writes: 'When one lives alone one does not speak too loudly, and one does not write too loudly either, for one fears the hollow reverberation—the criticism of the nymph Echo.—And all voices sound differently in solitude!' This observation ties the physical act of speaking or writing to the psychological condition of being alone. The fear of echo—of hearing one's own words reflected back—suggests a self-consciousness that alters style. The aphorism implies that solitude produces a quieter, more cautious mode of expression, as if the writer is always aware of the potential for self-criticism. This concern with reverberation also appears in the preface, where Nietzsche describes the book as having 'wantonness, restlessness, contradiction and April-weather,' qualities that might provoke a strong reaction. The solitary thinker, he suggests, must navigate the risk of sounding hollow or being misunderstood.
The Music of Future Happiness and the Sorrow of Joy
Several aphorisms in The Joyful Wisdom address the idea of a future music or happiness that has not yet been realized. In aphorism 183, 'The Music of the Best Future,' Nietzsche declares: 'The first musician for me would be he who knew only the sorrow of the profoundest happiness, and no other sorrow: there has not hitherto been such a musician.' This statement posits a paradoxical emotion—sorrow that arises from the deepest joy—as the mark of an ideal artist. The aphorism is notable for its conditional and aspirational tone: it describes what 'would be' rather than what is. Nietzsche does not claim to have found such a musician, but rather sets a standard for future art. This forward-looking perspective is echoed in the book's title, The Joyful Wisdom (La Gaya Scienza), which evokes the troubadour tradition of joyful knowledge. The fourth book, 'Sanctus Januarius,' is described by the editor as a gift from the Saint, suggesting a moment of personal gratitude and creative fulfillment.
Justice, Taste, and the Voluntary Poor
Nietzsche's aphorisms often challenge conventional moral categories by reframing them as matters of taste or personal disposition. In aphorism 184, 'Justice,' he writes: 'Better allow oneself to be robbed than have scarecrows around one—that is my taste. And under all circumstances it is just a matter of taste—and nothing more!' Here, the concept of justice is reduced to aesthetic preference, and the scarecrow metaphor suggests that the fear of theft is more oppressive than the loss itself. Similarly, aphorism 185, 'Poor,' describes a man who is poor not because everything has been taken from him, but because he has thrown everything away. The narrator comments: 'It is the poor who misunderstand his voluntary poverty.' This distinction between involuntary and chosen poverty highlights Nietzsche's interest in the psychology of renunciation. The voluntary poor, he implies, are misunderstood by those who cannot conceive of giving up possessions willingly. These aphorisms resist easy moralizing and instead invite the reader to question the assumptions behind common judgments.
Readers approaching The Joyful Wisdom should attend to the interplay between its prose aphorisms and the verse interludes, particularly the 'Prelude in Rhyme' and the appendix 'Songs of Prince Free-as-a-Bird.' The book rewards slow, reflective reading, as each aphorism often contains a twist or a challenge to received ideas. Nietzsche's use of dialogue, his attention to the psychology of solitude, and his redefinition of concepts like justice and poverty as matters of taste all contribute to a work that is both playful and serious. The fourth book, 'Sanctus Januarius,' stands out for its personal warmth, but the entire volume is unified by a spirit of joyful inquiry.
There are evenings when Nietzsche’s gentle warmth in Sanctus Januarius stays with me, a quiet gratitude for simply being alive. That same unhurried wonder surfaced again while reading The Greek Philosophers, Vol. 2 (of 2) — Themes and Context, as if the old thinkers were whispering the same soft secret about enduring. It felt like a memory I hadn’t yet lived.
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