Publisher's Synopsis
What mortal man can with a Span mete out Eternity? Or fathom it by depth of Wit, or strength of Memory? The lofty Sky is not so high, Hell's depth to this is small; The World so wide is but a stride, comparéd therewithal. It is a main great Oce-an withouten bank or bound, A deep Abyss, wherein there is no bottom to be found. This World hath stood now since the Flood, four thousand years well near, And had before enduréd more than sixteen hundred year. But what's the time from the World's prime, unto this present day, If we thereby Eternity to measure should essay?
