Patrick Tait, Poem on the creation of the world… (1751)
“ But Adam all this while is yet alone, In all the World his Equal there was none; While every other Creature has its Mate, Of Adam's Kind there's none for him to get: The intelligent excellent human Nature Extends but yet unto one single Creature, The spacious Universe is so large, that he The Inhabitant of it alone should be: The numerous Angels neither must they so, While they're above, despise Man that's below, While solitary he alone doth go. ”
