12-12-2025, 12:49 AM
I was thinking about this pattern while reading a book lately. It struck me that this sort of "green eggs and ham" talking is a trope of "learned (sometimes self proposed) men" towards others.
"All you that faine philosophers would be,
And night and day in Geber's kitchen broyle,
Wasting the chipps of ancient Hermes' Tree,
Weening to turn them to a precious oyle,
The more you worke the more you loose and spoile;
To you, I say, how learned soever you be,
Go burne your Bookes and come and learne of me."
It's not a song or poem, just Edward Kelly trying to blow his own trumpet. There's pages more, if you dislike your braincells I can share.
"All you that faine philosophers would be,
And night and day in Geber's kitchen broyle,
Wasting the chipps of ancient Hermes' Tree,
Weening to turn them to a precious oyle,
The more you worke the more you loose and spoile;
To you, I say, how learned soever you be,
Go burne your Bookes and come and learne of me."
It's not a song or poem, just Edward Kelly trying to blow his own trumpet. There's pages more, if you dislike your braincells I can share.
