I make ye an offer, Ye gods hear the scoffer, The scheme will not hurt you, If ye will find goodness I will find virtue. Though I am your creature, And child of your nature, I have pride still unbended, And blood undescended, Some free independence, And my own descendents. If ye will deal plainly, I will strive mainly, If ye will discover Great plans to your lover, And give him a sphere Somewhat larger than here. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO THE REPUBLIC by JAMES GALVIN THE PILGRIM FATHERS by JOHN PIERPONT SONGS by RICHARD HENRY STODDARD THE STEAM-ENGINE: CANTO 6. ON THE CORK PACKET, 1837 by T. BAKER SUMMER by JENNIE COPPOCK CAFFREY |