I should have been a plumber fixing drains.
And mending pure white bathtubs for the great Diogenes
(who scorned all lies, all liars, and all tyrannies),

And then, perhaps, he would bestow on me -- majesty!
(O modesty aside, forgive my fallen pride, O hidden
      majesty,
The lamp, the lantern, the lucid light he sought for 

                  All too often -- sick humanity!)

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Poet: Delmore Schwartz
Poem: Albert Einstein To Archibald Macleish
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