'If you search for me? - the Truth cries -
Then with temporal passions,
Untie your knot, you son of the earth!
For you will never see even a shadow of me…"

Then strong Popularity will shout in response:
'Come! - with temporal passions
Unite, you tardy son of the earth:
My name? ... action, truth? ... vanity! '

Farewell, both of you - goodbye!
I am summoned by dreams to the cemetery moss;
I do not wish to see this vain Truth,
Nor that Popularity, with no conscience.

by David Stern

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