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 A painted vest Prince Voltiger had on,
 Which from a naked Pict his grandsire won.  
 A painted vest Prince Voltiger had on,
 Which from a naked Pict his grandsire won. 
 Clearness ornaments profound thoughts.
 [Fr., La clarte orne les pensees profondes.]  
 Clearness ornaments profound thoughts.
 [Fr., La clarte orne les pensees profondes.] 
 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. 
I discovered that what's really important for a creator isn't what we vaguely define as inspiration or even what it read more
I discovered that what's really important for a creator isn't what we vaguely define as inspiration or even what it is we want to say, recall, regret, or rebel against. No, what's important is the way we say it. Art is all about craftsmanship. Others can interpret craftsmanship as style if they wish. Style is what unites memory or recollection, ideology, sentiment, nostalgia, presentiment, to the way we express all that. It's not what we say but how we say it that matters.
Apes are apes though clothed in scarlet.
Apes are apes though clothed in scarlet.
 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. 
 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. 
 A winning wave, (deserving note.)
 In the tempestuous petticote,
  A careless shoe-string, in whose tye
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 A winning wave, (deserving note.)
 In the tempestuous petticote,
  A careless shoe-string, in whose tye
   I see a wilde civility,--
    Doe more bewitch me than when art
     Is too precise in every part. 
 So for thy spirit did devise
 Its Maker seemly garniture,
  Of its own essence parcel pure.--
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 So for thy spirit did devise
 Its Maker seemly garniture,
  Of its own essence parcel pure.--
   From grave simplicities a dress,
    And reticent demureness,
     And love encinctured with reserve;
      Which the woven vesture would subserve.
       For outward robes in their ostents
        Should show the soul's habiliments.
         Therefore I say,--Thou'rt fair even so,
          But better Fair I use to know.