God the first garden made, and the first city Cain.

All the world's bravery that delights our eyes is but thy several liveries.

Enjoy the present hour, Be thankful for the past, And neither fear nor wish Th' approaches of the last.

Does not the passage of Moses and the Israelites into the Holy Land yield incomparably more poetic variety than the voyages of Ulysses or Aeneas?

As for being much known by sight, and pointed out, I cannot comprehend the honor that lies withal; whatsoever it be, every mountebank has it more than the best doctor.

Come, my best Friends! my Books! and lead me on.

God the first garden made, and the first city Cain.