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FRIEDRICH NIETZSCHE
THE COLLECTED WORKS
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Philosophical & Philological Writings
Homer and Classical Philology 1869, “Homer und die klassische Philologie”.
The Future of our Educational Institutions 1872, “Gedanken über die Zukunft unserer Bildungsanstalten”.
The Birth of Tragedy (trns. W. Kaufmann)
The Birth of Tragedy (trns. Ian Johnston) 1872, “Die Geburt der Tragödie”.
On Truth and Lies in a Nonmoral Sense 1873, “Über Wahrheit und Lüge im außermoralischen Sinn”.
We Philologists (trns. J. M. Kennedy) 1874, “Wir Philologen”.
Untimely Meditations I 1873, “David Strauss: der Bekenner und der Schriftsteller”.
Untimely Meditations II 1874, “Vom Nutzen und Nachtheil der Historie für das Leben”.
Untimely Meditations III † 1874, “Schopenhauer als Erzieher”.
Untimely Meditations IV † 1876, “Richard Wagner in Bayreuth”.
Human, All Too Human: A Book for Free Spirits 1878, “Menschliches, Allzumenschliches”.
Assorted Opinions and Maxims 1879, “Vermischte Meinungen und Sprüche”.
The Wanderer and His Shadow 1880, “Der Wanderer und sein Schatten”.
Daybreak: On the Prejudices of Morality † 1881, “Morgenröte”.
The Gay Science † 1882, “Die fröhliche Wissenschaft”.
Thus Spake Zarathustra (trns. T. Common) 1883, “Also sprach Zarathustra”.
Beyond Good and Evil (trns. Ian Johnston)
Beyond Good and Evil (trns. Helen Zimmern) 1886, “Jenseits von Gut und Böse”.
On the Genealogy of Morals: A Polemic 1887, “Zur Genealogie der Moral”.
The Wagner Case: A Musician’s Problem † 1888, “Der Fall Wagner”.
The Antichrist (trns. W. Kaufmann)
The Antichrist (trns. H.L. Mencken) 1888, “Der Antichrist”.
Ecce Homo † 1888, “Ecce Homo: Wie man wird, was man ist”.
Nietzsche Contra Wagner (trns. W. Kaufmann) 1888, “Aktenstücke eines Psychologen”.
Twilight of the Idols (trns. W. Kaufmann) 1889, “Götzen-Dämmerung”.
The Will To Power 1889, “Der Wille zur Macht”.
Poetic Writings
Idylls From Messina † 1882, “Idyllen aus Messina”.
Dionysus Dithyrambs:
I,
II,
III,
IV,
V,
VI,
VII,
VIII,
IX. 1889, “Dionysos-Dithyramben”.
Letters, 1865-1889.
1865,
1866,
1867,
1869,
1878: I,
II,
III,
1879,
1880,
1881: I,
II,
III,
IV,
V,
VI.
1882: I,
II,
III,
IV,
V,
VI,
VII,
VIII,
IX,
X,
XI,
XII,
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XIII,
XIV,
XV,
XVI,
XVII,
XVIII,
XIX,
XX,
XXI,
XXII,
XXIII,
XXIV,
XXV,
XXVI,
XXVII,
XXVIII,
XXIX,
XXX,
XXXI,
XXXII,
XXXIII,
XXXIV,
XXXV,
XXXVI,
XXXVII,
XXXVIII,
XXXIX. |
1883: I,
II,
III,
IV,
V,
VI,
VII,
VIII.
1884: I,
II,
III,
IV,
V,
VI.
1885: I,
II,
III.
1886: I,
II,
III,
IV.
1887: I,
II,
III,
IV,
V,
VI,
VII,
VIII.
1888: I,
II,
III,
IV,
V.
VI,
VII,
VIII,
IX,
X,
XI,
XII,
XIII,
XIV,
XV.
1889: I,
II,
III,
IV,
V,
VI,
VII,
VIII,
IX,
X,
XI,
XII,
XIII,
XIV,
XV,
XVI,
XVII,
XVIII,
XIX.
† Some texts are only available online in excerpted form, until full text versions are available they will not be published here.
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The Sun Sinks
1.
Not much longer will you thirst,
Burned heart!
A promise is in the air,
Blowing to me from unknown mouths
A great coolness comes...
My sun stood hot over me at noon:
I welcome you, you that arrive
As sudden winds
You cool spirits of afternoon!
The air passes by strange and pure.
Doesn’t the night cast a furtive
Seductive glance
Towards me? ...
Remain strong, my brave heart!
Do not ask: why?
2.
Day of my life!
The sun sinks.
Already the smooth rising tide
Stands gilded.
The rock breathes warmth:
Does happiness sleep well to noon
In its midday slumber?
In green lights
Happiness still plays over the brown abyss.
Day of my life!
Towards evening it passes!
Already your eye gleams
Half-open,
Already your dew wells up
Teardrops,
Already flowing quietly over white seas
Your crimson love,
Your final gradual bliss...
3.
Serenity, golden, come!
You doomed
More secret, sweeter anticipation of pleasure!
Did I run too quickly along my path?
Just now, when my foot becomes weary,
Your glance catches up with me,
Your happiness catches up with me.
Around me nothing but waves and play.
Whatever was hard,
Sank into blue oblivion,
Now my boat lies idle.
Storms and voyageshow they've been forgotten!
Desire and hope have drowned,
Smooth lie soul and sea.
Seventh solitude!
I've never felt
Closer to sweet security,
In the warmest glance of the sun.
Isn’t the ice of my summit still white-hot?
Silvery, light, a fish
My bark now swims out... |
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