Acknowledging my honour and sweetest high-lineage, I stop smoothing over my well-deserved nuisance:   Scoffing at the revolting; useless to this world, remaining in solved questions and hardened riddles.   Agreeing with truisms and people’s will, when that fully and gratuitously has been attended.   Stabbing dead meaningless opinions! Axing down bumptious pretences! Leaving sense … Continue reading FORCED WILL CHOSEN