The Wildest sons of Men heare the preaching of the Heavens, the Sun, Moone, and Starres, yet not seeking after God the Maker are justly condemned, though they never have nor despise other preaching, as the civiliz’d World hath done.
More particular:
1. When Sun doth rise, the Starres doe set,
Yet there’s no need of light,
God shines a Sunne most glorious,
When creatures all are Night.
2. The very Indian Boyes can give,
To many Starres their name,
And know their Course and therein doe,
Excell the English tame.