an old poem
My wits my wealth, my learning is my lands
My gownes my goods, my bookes for buildings stand,
Arts are my acres, tongues my tenements,
Pens are my ploughs, my writings are my rents.
- a poem (partial?) transcribed in a Christ Church, Oxford manuscript anthology. Poet unknown, but the experience is common among graduate students. Found in Arthur Marotti, Manuscript, Print, and the English Renaissance Lyric, ch 1.
