For in my nature I quested for beauty, but God, God hath sent me to sea for pearls.
Awake before the sun is risen, I call for my pen and papers and desk.
There is nothing sweeter than his peace when at rest, for there is nothing brisker than his life when in motion.
Too hard for any frog's digestion,To have his froghood call'd in question!
Glorious the song, when God's the theme.
For I bless God in the libraries of the learned and for all the booksellers in the world.