(8 December 1913 - 11 July 1966 / Brooklyn / New York / United States)

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Albert Einstein To Archibald Macleish

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!)

Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003


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