insufferable sting, that sanity should ground arms on such a field! but he drilled deep down, and blasted all my reason out of me! i think i see his impious end; but feel that i must help him to it. will i, nill i, the ineffable thing has tied me to him; tows me with a cable i have no knife to cut. horrible old man! who’s over him, he cries;—aye, he would be a democrat to all above; look, how he lords it over all below!