'Tis One by One -- the Father counts --And then a Tract betweenSet Cypherless -- to teach the EyeThe Value of it's TenUntil the peevish StudentAcquire the Quick of Skill --Then Numerals are dowered back --Adorning all the Rule --'Tis mostly Slate and Pencil --And Darkness on the SchoolDistracts the Children's fingers --Still the Eternal RuleRegards least Cypherer alikeWith Leader of the Band --And every separate Urchin's Sum --Is fitted to --fitted to --fashioned for his hand --