Old men love novelties; the last arriv'd Still pleases best; the youngest steals their smiles.
Take God from nature, nothing great is left.
Midway from Nothing to the Deity!
As night to stars, woe lustre gives to man.
It calls Devotion! genuine growth of night! Devotion! Daughter of Astronomy! An undevout astronomer is mad!
They only babble who practise not reflection