54.
Natuer, die haar met weynich licht versaadt,
Vergeefs men looft; 't onrecht de Vreck-heyt smaadt:
Den Vreck niet min men sich vernoegen siet,
Iet kleyns Natuyr versaadt, den Vrecken niet.
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