And then for pleasantness the human heart is a perfect paradise.

For pleasantness the human heart is like those famous royal parks of Nineveh and Babylon that sprang up in after days as if to recover and restore the Garden of Eden that had been lost to those eastern lands.

But even Adam's own paradise was but a poor outside imitation in earth and water, in flowers and fruits, of the far better paradise God had planted within him.

Take another Mystic at this point upon paradise.

'My dear man,' exclaims Jacob Behmen, 'the Garden of Eden is not paradise, neither does Moses say so.