By Max Hinds
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I should attempt the creation of a being
like myself
my operations might be
incessantly baffled, lest my work be imperfect.
the minuteness of the female parts formed a great hinderance
contrary to my first intention,
collecting and arranging my materials, I began.
A new species would bless me as
its creator and source; many happy and excellent natures would owe
their being to me. No father could claim the gratitude of his child so
completely as I should deserve theirs.
I pursued my undertak-
ing with unremitting ardour.
I failed;
Who shall conceive the
horrors of my secret toil,