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{{ | {{dia|Triago|Ho, Ho.<br> | ||
Let not thy witty fool, nor his foolish wit <br> | Let not thy witty fool, nor his foolish wit<br> | ||
Besmirch the fruited science of th’ academy. | Besmirch the fruited science of th’ academy. <br> | ||
“A little learning is a dangerous thing” — | “A little learning is a dangerous thing” —}} | ||
{{ | {{dia|Nuncle|Yet not half so dangerous as a lot.}} | ||
{{ | {{dia|Triago| — So sayeth Pope, you know.}} | ||
{{ | {{dia|Nuncle|But not the one in Rome:}} | ||
{{ | {{dia|Queen|Good ser knight: art thou drunk upon the Pierian spring:<br> | ||
A hypoxic draft that suffocates the brain,<br> | A hypoxic draft that suffocates the brain,<br> | ||
So deep no shaft of light can bring it round again? | So deep no shaft of light can bring it round again?}} | ||
{{ | {{dia|Triago|My conjecture comports a grain of truth<br> | ||
As pure and true and golden— | As pure and true and golden—}} | ||
{{ | {{dia|Nuncle|— but yet no more roundly causative<br> | ||
Than are the month-past flappings of a Latin papillon <br> | Than are the month-past flappings of a Latin papillon<br> | ||
Upon a brewing Filipino typhoon. | Upon a brewing Filipino typhoon.}} | ||
Latest revision as of 07:40, 11 September 2024
Triago: Ho, Ho.
Let not thy witty fool, nor his foolish wit
Besmirch the fruited science of th’ academy.
“A little learning is a dangerous thing” —
Nuncle: Yet not half so dangerous as a lot.
Triago: — So sayeth Pope, you know.
Nuncle: But not the one in Rome:
Queen: Good ser knight: art thou drunk upon the Pierian spring:
A hypoxic draft that suffocates the brain,
So deep no shaft of light can bring it round again?
Triago: My conjecture comports a grain of truth
As pure and true and golden—
Nuncle: — but yet no more roundly causative
Than are the month-past flappings of a Latin papillon
Upon a brewing Filipino typhoon.