The hours and minutes which with thee I wasted
To bring thee to perfection; and to teach
Thee learning, far above the Sexes reach.
Have I not taught thee oft’ Astronomy,
Within thy Mothers Garden, shew’d thee all
The Starry course, and Sphears Celestial.
Did I not teach thee Poetry that night
And how in Tripped Dactyls thou shouldst write.
I taught thee then Geometry, the notion
Of length and bredth, egality, proportion