Professors, with their foolish brows,
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Learnèd in every lore besides
Laughed at by ever-living youth,
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Selling themselves to teach old lies
Poor dust, called men, that need not die
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That, even living, were as though
Fools stuffed with wisdom as a goose
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Yet cautious hypocrites, the while,
How long shall youth and strength be slaves
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With wild-haired April in the land,