Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written c.1595 (Annals) comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men unassigned nearest T35 Fools, wit and railing · 518 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T35: fool, wit, aristippus, achilles, wise, fools, patroclus, thersites, master, men.
Come 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 ne'er say no. These be the stops that hinder study quite, And train our intellects to vain delight. Why? all delights are vain, and that most vain Which with pain purchased, doth inherit pain, As painfully to poare 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 indeed, By fixing it upon a fairer eye, Who dazzling so, that eye shall be his heed, And give him light that it was blinded by. Study is like the heaven's 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 heaven's 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, and still let's grow the weeding. The Spring is near when green geese are a breeding. How follows that? Fit in his place and time. 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 abortive 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, That were to climb over the house to unlock the gate. Well, fit 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, Then 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 rescues thee from shame. Item. That no woman shall come within a mile of my Court. Hath this been proclaimed?
seed 43: unassigned · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Come on then, I will ſweare to ſtudie 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 meet ſome Miſtreſſe fine, When Miſtreſſes from common ſenſe are hid. Or hauing ſworne too hard a keeping oath, 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 ſtops that hinder ſtudie quite, And traine our intellects to vaine delight. Why? all delights are vaine, and that moſt vaine Which with paine purchas'd, doth inherit paine, As painefully to poare vpon a Booke, To ſeeke the light of truth, while truth the while Doth falſely blinde the eye-ſight of his looke: Light ſeeeking light, doth light of light beguile: So ere you finde where light in darkeneſſe lies, Your light growes darke by loſing of your eyes. Studie me how to pleaſe the eye indeede, By fixing it vpon a fairer eye, Who dazling ſo, that eye ſhall be his heed, And giue him light that it was blinded by. Studie is like the heauens glorious Sunne, That will not be deepe ſearch'd with ſawcy lookes: Small haue continuall plodders euer wonne, Saue baſe authoritie from others Bookes. Theſe earthly Godfathers of heauens lights, That giue a name to euery fixed Starre, Haue no more profit of their ſhining 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 hee's read, to reaſon againſt reading. Proceeded well, to ſtop all good proceeding. Hee weedes the corne, and ſtill lets grow the weeding. The Spring is neare when greene geeſſe are a breeding. How followes that? Fit in his place and time. In reaſon nothing. Something then in rime. Berowne is like an enuious ſneaping Froſt, That bites the firſt borne infants of the Spring. Wel, ſay I am, why ſhould proud Summer boaſt, Before the Birds haue any cauſe to ſing? Why ſhould I ioy in any abortiue birth? 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, That were to clymbe ore the houſe to vnlocke the gate. Well, fit you out: go home Berowne: adue. No my good Lord, I haue ſworn 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 yeares day. Giue me the paper, let me reade the ſame, And to the ſtricteſt decrees Ile write my name. How well this yeelding reſcues thee from ſhame. Item. That no woman ſhall come within a mile of my Court. Hath this bin proclaimed?