Shakespeare, William · published 1598 · first performed or written c.1595 (Annals) comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men · before the Court unassigned nearest T35 Fools, wit and railing · 514 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T35: fool, wit, aristippus, achilles, wise, fools, patroclus, thersites, master, men.
Com'on then, I will swear to study so, To know the thing I am forbid to know: As thus, to study where I well may dine, When I to fast expressly am forbid. Or study where to meet some Mistress fine. When Mistresses from common sense are hid. Or having sworn too hard a keeping oath, Study to break it, and not break my troth. If studies gain be thus, and this be so, Study knows that which yet it doth not know, Swear me to this, and I will near say no. These be the stops that hinder study quit, And train our intellects to vain delight. Why? all delights are vain, but that most vain Which with pain purchased, doth inherit pain, As painfully to pore upon a Book, To seek the light of truth, while truth the while Doth falsely blind the eyesight of his look: Light seeking light, doth light of light beguile: So ere you find where light in darkness lies, Your light grows dark by losing of your eyes. Study me how to please the eye in deed, By fixing it upon a fairer eye, Who dazzling so, that eye shallbe his heed, And give him light that it was blinded by. Study is like the heavens glorious Sun, That will not be deep searched with saucy looks: Small have continual plodders ever won, Save base authority from others Books. These earthly Godfathers of heavens lights, That give a name to every fixed Star, Have no more profit of their shining nights, Then those that walk and wots not what they are. Too much to know, is to know nought but fame: And every Godfather can give a name. How well he's read to reason against reading. Proceeded well, to stop all good proceeding. He weeds the corn & still let's grow the weeding. The Spring is near when green geese are a breeding. How follows that? Fit in his place and tyme. In reason nothing. Something than in rhyme. Berowne is like an envious sneaping Frost, That bites the first borne infants of the Spring. Well, say I am, why should proud Summer boast, Before the Birds have any cause to sing? Why should I joy in any abhortive birth? At Christmas I no more desire a Rose, Then wish a Snow in Mayes new-fangled shows: But like of each thing that in season grows. So you to study now it is too late, Climb over the house to unlock the little gate. Well, sit you out: go home Berowne: adieu. No my good Lord, I have sworn to stay with you. And though I have for barbarism spoke more Than for that Angel knowledge you can say, Yet confident I'll keep what I have sworn, And bide the penance of each three years day. Give me the paper, let me read the same, And to the strictest decrees I'll write my name. How well this yielding rescewes thee from shame. Item, That no woman shall come within a mile of my Court. Hath this been proclaimed?
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Com'on then, I will ſweare to ſtudy ſo, To know the thing I am forbid to know: As thus, to ſtudy where I well may dine, When I to faſt expreſſely am forbid. Or ſtudie where to meete ſome Miſtris fine. When Miſtreſſes from common ſenſe are hid. Or hauing ſworne too hard a keeping oth, Studie to breake it, and not breake my troth. If ſtudies gaine be thus, and this be ſo, Studie knowes that which yet it doth not know, Sweare me to this, and I will nere ſay no. Theſe be the ſtopps that hinder ſtudie quit, And traine our intelects to vaine delight. Why? all delightes are vaine, but that moſt vaine Which with payne purchaſ'd, doth inherite payne, As paynefully to poare vpon a Booke, To ſeeke the lyght of trueth, while trueth the whyle Doth falſely blinde the eye-ſight of his looke: Light ſeeking light, doth light of light beguyle: So ere you finde where light in darknes lyes, Your light growes darke by looſing of your eyes. Studie me how to pleaſe the eye in deede, By fixing it vppon a fayrer eye, Who dazling ſo, that eye ſhalbe his heed, And giue him light that it was blinded by. Studie is lyke the heauens glorious Sunne, That will not be deepe ſearcht with ſawcie lookes: Small haue continuall plodders euer wonne, Saue baſe aucthoritie from others Bookes. Theſe earthly Godfathers of heauens lights, That giue a name to euery fixed Starre, Haue no more profite of their ſhyning nights, Then thoſe that walke and wot not what they are. Too much to know, is to know nought but fame: And euery Godfather can giue a name. How well hees read to reaſon againſt reading. Proceeded well, to ſtop all good proceeding. He weedes the corne & ſtill lets grow the weeding. The Spring is neare when greene geeſe are a breeding. How followes that? Fit in his place and tyme. In reaſon nothing. Something then in rime. Berowne is like an enuious ſneaping Froſt, That bites the firſt borne infants of the Spring. Well, ſay I am, why ſhould proude Sommer boaſt, Before the Birdes haue any cauſe to ſing? Why ſhould I ioy in any abhortiue byrth? At Chriſtmas I no more deſire a Roſe, Then wiſh a Snow in Mayes new fangled ſhowes: But like of each thing that in ſeaſon growes. So you to ſtudie now it is too late, Clymbe ore the houſe to vnlocke the little gate. Well, ſit you out: go home Berowne: adue. No my good Lord, I haue ſworne to ſtay with you. And though I haue for barbariſme ſpoke more Then for that Angell knowledge you can ſay, Yet confident Ile keepe what I haue ſworne, And bide the pennance of each three yeeres day. Giue me the paper, let me reade the ſame, And to the ſtricteſt decrees Ile write my name. How well this yeelding reſcewes thee from ſhame. Item, That no woman ſhall come within a myle of my Court. Hath this bin proclaymed?