2016-03-16 at 3:51 AM UTC
I've studied now Philosophy
And Jurisprudence, Medicine,--
And even, alas! Theology,--
From end to end, with labor keen;
And here, poor fool! with all my lore
I stand, no wiser than before:
I'm Magister--yea, Doctor--hight,
And straight or cross-wise, wrong or right,
These ten years long, with many woes,
I've led my scholars by the nose,--
And see, that nothing can be known!
That knowledge cuts me to the bone.
I'm cleverer, true, than those fops of teachers,
Doctors and Magisters, Scribes and Preachers;
Neither scruples nor doubts come now to smite me,
Nor Hell nor Devil can longer affright me.
2016-03-16 at 4:03 AM UTC
aldra
JIDF Controlled Opposition
ambiguous
is this poetry, suicide, or leaving site
or a combination of the above
2016-03-16 at 5:03 AM UTC
Don't worry guys, he returned 7 minutes later to edit his post like a little bitch
2016-03-16 at 5:17 AM UTC
see you in a week, troggy
2016-03-16 at 5:56 PM UTC
Nice poem. Don't leave pl0x.
>Medicine
Can you cook pharmaceuticals? Most patents are hard to find or figure out