St. John Baptist Painted by her self in the Wilderness, with Angels appearing to him, and with a Lamb by him

THe Sun's my Fire, when it does shine,

The hollow Spring's my Cave of Wine,

The Rocks and Woods afford me Meat;

This Lamb and I on one Dish eat:

The neighbouring Herds my Garments send,

My Pallet the kind Earth doth lend:

Excess and Grandure I decline,

M'Associates onely are Divine.