Born to myself, myself I like alone And must conclude my judgment good,or none. For should my sense be nought,how could I know Whether another mans be good or no? Thus I resolve of my poetry That tis the best, and thats a fame for me. If then Im happy, what does it advance Whether to merit due,or arrogance? "Oh! but the world will take offense thereby." Why then, the world will suffer fort, not I.