Classic Poem

MADAM ,

Permit this Author, at your leisure Hours
To teach the Force of Geometrick Pow'rs;
How nat'ral Objects shew, at Point of Sight;
Where Shadows sink, and where reflect the Light:
How imperceptive Lines, just Rays dispence;
And where the Basis, bounds the Incidence.
This, and much more, he offers to the View,
But Life, and Colour, he refers to you:
To these, his weaker Art claims no Pretence,
But yields to yours the just Preheminence.
If you, Superiour, on his Labours smile,
Approve the Sense, and not dislike the Style;
Then, will he chearfully his Rules impart,
And what you know by Nature prove by Art.