About the hour of noontide, however,
when the sun stood over Zarathustra's head, he passed an old,
bent and gnarled tree, which was encircled round by the ardent love of
a vine, and hidden from itself; from this there hung yellow grapes in
abundance, confronting the wanderer.
when the sun stood over Zarathustra's head, he passed an old,
bent and gnarled tree, which was encircled round by the ardent love of
a vine, and hidden from itself; from this there hung yellow grapes in
abundance, confronting the wanderer.
Thus Spake Zarathustra- A Book for All and None by Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche
