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 * For empty shows and senseless noise,
 * And all which rank ambition breeds,

Which seem such beauteous flowers, and are such poisonous weeds!

When God did man to his own likeness make, As much as clay, though of the purest kind
 * By the Great Potter's art refined,
 * Could the Divine impression take,
 * He thought it fit to place him where
 * A kind of heaven, too, did appear,

As far as earth could such a likeness bear.
 * That Man no happiness might want,

Which earth to her first master could afford,
 * He did a garden for him plant

By the quick hand of his omnipotent word, As the chief help and joy of human life, He gave him the first gift; first, even, before a wife.