A matter pre-existent, poesy.
So makes the world a poem: and by this
The great creator a great poet is.
Nay more, that language on the Nine bestows
270(As ev'ry callent of that idiom knows
In her etymologues, an higher grace,
Calls them παιδευτάς, and whose measures trace
The steps of Nature, human and divine,
The abstruse mysteries of both untwine,
Unlock the exta of each science, art,