HARK, Reader! wilt be learn'd i' th' wars? A gen'ral in a gown? Strike a league with arts and scars, And snatch from each a crown? Wouldst be a wonder? Such a one As should win with a look? A bishop in a garrison, And conquer by the book? Take then this mathematic shield, And henceforth by its rules Be able to dispute i' th' field, And combat in the schools. Whilst peaceful Learning once again And the soldier so concord, As that he fights now with her pen, And she writes with his sword. |