Gamaliel Bradford

(9 October 1863 - 11 April 1932 / Boston, Massachusetts)

Rousseau - Poem by Gamaliel Bradford

That odd, fantastic ass, Rousseau,
Declared himself unique.
How men persist in doing so,
Puzzles me more than Greek.

The sins that tarnish whore and thief
Beset me every day.
My most ethereal belief
Inhabits common clay.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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