Learning Geometry

Farewell thou most detested book

Of multiplied complication,

And not a sigh nor longing look

Shall mark our separation.

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Thou art with truths, too mighty filled

For my frail mind to grasp;

Or else thou art the juice distilled

Of foolishness and trash.

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Long thou hast been my constant chum,

I’ve nursed thee soon and late,

And thus caressing I have learned

Thy very name to hate.

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How often thus is friendship’s flower

With too much nursing chilled!

It grows with association’s shower,

But with its floods ‘t is killed.

JOHN DODSON TAYLOR, SR.