No More Learning

For many of my years (some twelve) had now run
out with me since my nineteenth, when, upon the reading of
Cicero's 'Hortensius,' I was stirred to an earnest love of wisdom;
and still I was deferring to reject mere earthly           and to
give myself to search out that, whereof not the finding only, but
the very search, was to be preferred to the treasures and king-
doms of the world, though already found, and to the pleasures
of the body, though spread around me at my will.