Is well-nigh read; you end the tangle, smash!
Here’s Browning’s recipe: take heaps o’ hate,
Take boundless love, hydraulic-pressed, in bales,
Distilments keen of baseness and of pride,
And innocence and cunning; mix ’em well,
And put a body round ’em! Add the more
O’ this, or that, you have another—stay!
The sex don’t count; make female of the male,
Male female, all the better; let them meet,
Talk, love, hate, cross, till satisfied; then, kill!