Close, and he who is standing must take good heed lest he fall.
All things change. I must be strong and resist! I have been a wandering fire, I must rise like a rooted flame!
Do not leave me alone! Trust in me! Tell me I have the power!
Cébès: Hope!
Simon: Yes, I can do it.
Cébès: Here I, the first, salute you!
Simon: You have knelt before me, alas!
Yet honor me, since thus we have encountered, since we are here together.
Stay, and that I may serve you as an altar,
Draw near and lay your head against my side.