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Simplex Munditiis

Written by: | Biography
STILL to be neat still to be drest  
As you were going to a feast; 
Still to be powder'd still perfumed: 
Lady it is to be presumed  
Though art's hid causes are not found 5 
All is not sweet all is not sound.
Give me a look give me a face That makes simplicity a grace; Robes loosely flowing hair as free: Such sweet neglect more taketh me 10 Than all th' adulteries of art; They strike mine eyes but not my heart.

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