Dresses for breakfasts, and dinners, and balls.
Dresses to sit in, and stand in, and walk in;
Dresses to dance in, and flirt in, and talk in,
Dresses in which to do nothing at all;
Dresses for Winter, Spring, Summer, and Fall;
All of them different in color and shape.
Silk, muslin, and lace, velvet, satin, and crape,
Brocade and broadcloth, and other material,
Quite as expensive and much more ethereal.
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Around his form his loose long robe was thrown,
And wrapt a breast bestowed on heaven alone.
Around his form his loose long robe was thrown,
And wrapt a breast bestowed on heaven alone.
Old Abram Brown is dead and gone,--
You'll never see him more;
He used to wear a read more
Old Abram Brown is dead and gone,--
You'll never see him more;
He used to wear a long brown coat
That buttoned down before.
Dress does not give knowledge.
[Sp., La ropa no da ciencia.]
Dress does not give knowledge.
[Sp., La ropa no da ciencia.]
(Cloten:) Thou villain base,
Know'st me not by my clothes?
(Guiderius:) No, nor thy tailor, rascal,
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(Cloten:) Thou villain base,
Know'st me not by my clothes?
(Guiderius:) No, nor thy tailor, rascal,
Who is thy grandfather. He made those clothes,
Which, as it seems, make thee.
Fare you well, my lord, and believe this of me: there can be no
kernel in this light nut; read more
Fare you well, my lord, and believe this of me: there can be no
kernel in this light nut; the soul of this man is his clothes.
Trust him not in matter of heavy consequence.
How his eyes languish! how his thoughts adore
That painted coat, which Joseph never wore!
He shows, read more
How his eyes languish! how his thoughts adore
That painted coat, which Joseph never wore!
He shows, on holidays, a sacred pin,
That touch'd the ruff, that touched Queen Bess' chin.
Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy,
But not expressed in fancy; rich, not gaudy,
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Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy,
But not expressed in fancy; rich, not gaudy,
For the apparel oft proclaims the man,
And they in France of the best rank and station
Are of a most select and generous chief in that.
She wears her clothes as if they were thrown on her with a
pitchfork.
She wears her clothes as if they were thrown on her with a
pitchfork.
O fair undress, best dress! it checks no vein,
But every flowing limb in pleasure drowns,
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O fair undress, best dress! it checks no vein,
But every flowing limb in pleasure drowns,
And heightens ease with grace.
