Author 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. Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments