Classic Poem

Doctors that learned be
Nor bachelors of that faculty
That hath taken degree
In the universitie
Shall not be objected for me.

But Doctor Bullatus
Parum litteratus
Dominus doctoratus
At the Broad Gatus,
Doctor Dawpatus
And bachelor bacheleratus,
Drunken as a mouse
At the alehouse,
Taketh his pillion and his cap
At the good ale tap
For lack of good wine,
As wise as Robin swine
Under a notary's sign
Was made a divine,
As wise as Waltham's calf
Must preach a Godes half
In the pulpit solemnly,
More meet in the pillery,
For by Saint Hilary
He can nothing smatter
Of logic nor school matter,
Neither syllogisare
Nor of enthymemare,
Nor knoweth his elenches
Nor his predicamentes.

And yet he will mell
To amend the Gospel
And will preach and tell
What they do in hell,
And he dare not well neven
What they do in heaven,
Nor how far Temple Bar is
From the Seven Starres.