Study is like the heaven’s glorious sun, 
 That will not be deep search’d with saucy looks; 
 Small have continual plodders ever won, 
 Save base authority from others’ books. 
 These earthly godfathers of heaven’s lights, 
 That give a name to every fixed star, 
 Have no more profit of their shining nights 
 Than those that walk and wot not what they are. 
 Too much to know is to know nought but fame; 
 And every godfather can give a name.