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Metrum 6. Lib. 3.

All sorts of men, that live on Earth,
Have one beginning and one birth.
For all things there is one Father,
Who lays out all, and all doth gather.
He the warm Sun with rays adorns,
And fils with brightness the Moon's horns.
The azur'd heav'ns with stars he burnish'd
And the round world with creatures furnish'd.
But Men (made to inherit all,)
His own Sons he was pleas'd to call,
And that they might be so indeed,
He gave them Souls of divine seed.
A noble Offspring surely then
Without distinction, are all men.
O why so vainly do some boast
Their Birth and Blood, and a great Hoste
Of Ancestors, whose Coats and Crests
Are some rav'nous Birds or Beasts!
If Extraction they look for
And God, the great Progenitor:

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No man, though of the meanest state
Is base, or can degenerate;
Unless to Vice and lewdness bent
He leaves and taints his true descent.