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 Study is like the heaven's glorious sun,
 That will not be deep-searched with saucy looks:
  Small have read more 
 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. 
 Exhausting thought,
 And having wisdom with each studious year.  
 Exhausting thought,
 And having wisdom with each studious year. 
The more we study the more we discover our ignorance.
The more we study the more we discover our ignorance.
 Histories make men wise; poets, witty; the mathematics, subtile; 
natural philosophy, deep; morals, grave; logic and rhetoric, able 
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 Histories make men wise; poets, witty; the mathematics, subtile; 
natural philosophy, deep; morals, grave; logic and rhetoric, able 
to contend. 
Before we can study the central issues of life today, we must destroy the prejudices and fallacies born of previous read more
Before we can study the central issues of life today, we must destroy the prejudices and fallacies born of previous centuries
 Priding himself in the pursuits of an inglorious ease.
 [Lat., Studiis florentem ignobilis oti.]  
 Priding himself in the pursuits of an inglorious ease.
 [Lat., Studiis florentem ignobilis oti.] 
 These (literary) studies are the food of youth, and consolation 
of age; they adorn prosperity, and are the comfort read more 
 These (literary) studies are the food of youth, and consolation 
of age; they adorn prosperity, and are the comfort and refuge of 
adversity; they are pleasant at home, and are no incumbrance 
abroad; they accompany us at night, in our travels, and in our 
rural retreats.
 [Lat., Haec studia adolecentiam alunt, senectutem oblectant, 
secundas res ornant, adversis solatium et perfugium praebent, 
delectant domi, non impediunt foris, pernoctant nobiscum, 
peregrinantur, rusticantur. 
 O Granta! sweet Granta! where studious of ease,
 I slumbered seven years, and then lost by degrees.  
 O Granta! sweet Granta! where studious of ease,
 I slumbered seven years, and then lost by degrees. 
 Beholding the bright countenance of truth in the quiet and still 
air of delightful studies.  
 Beholding the bright countenance of truth in the quiet and still 
air of delightful studies.