He sat until the midnight hour Gave place to morning dawn; Then raised his eyes in mild surprise And sighed, but still sat on. His head grew large, his body small, Until I grieve to say That student's head from books he read Had grown enormously. But large, still larger, it became; Such thing could never be; With mighty blast his head at last Exploded suddenly. And out came volumes large and small - A wondrous sight to see! - And from that store of learned lore They raised a library. Ye students all who read this tale, Beware, I say, lest you, By burning bright the midnight light, May perish like that "stu".
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