The loins of Egbert, or of Pharamond;
Now sunk in Adam's entrails it is found,
And thence shoots through the world to you all crowned.
Vain boldness of the age (age of deceits),
Knew this, and therefore coined Præ-Adamites.
His wounds he took like laurels on his breast,
Which by his virtue were with laurels dressed.
With alga, who the sacred altar strews?