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 seventeenth century. The following lines are part of his little poem on Man.

"Man is all symmetry, Full of proportions, one limb to another, And to all the world besides.   Each part may call the farthest, brother; For head with foot hath private amity,  And both with moons and tides.

"Nothing hath got so far But man hath caught and kept it as his prey; His eyes dismount the highest star;  He is in little all the sphere. Herbs gladly cure our flesh, because that they  Find their acquaintance there.

"For us, the winds do blow, The earth doth rest, heaven move, and fountains flow; Nothing we see, but means our good,  As our delight, or as our treasure; The whole is either our cupboard of food,  Or cabinet of pleasure.

"The stars have us to bed: Night draws the curtain; which the sun withdraws. Music and light attend our head.