To work on his vanity, fair fame defraud,
In vice when he’s nurtured, his beard thickly grown,
E’en Satan would blush a pact with him to own.
’Tis men Satan seeks out, to work them mischief.
Thee he’ll never seek; worse than him, thou, a thief.
So long as thou’rt man, Satan follows thy track.
He tempts thee to drain manhood’s lees, still, and wrack.335
When thou’rt become devil, just like to himself,
He flees thee in fright; leaves thee quite to thyself.
All they who before refuge took in thy power,