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Her cap, far whiter than the driven snow,
Emblem right meet of decency does yield.
Her cap, far whiter than the driven snow,
Emblem right meet of decency does yield.
Dwellers in huts and in marble halls--
From Shepherdess up to Queen--
Cared little for bonnets, and read more
Dwellers in huts and in marble halls--
From Shepherdess up to Queen--
Cared little for bonnets, and less for shawls,
And nothing for crinoline.
But now simplicity's not the rage,
And it's funny to think how cold
The dress they wore in the Golden Age
Would seem in the Age of Gold.
John Lee is dead, that good old man,--
We ne'er shall see him more:
He used to read more
John Lee is dead, that good old man,--
We ne'er shall see him more:
He used to wear an old drab coat
All buttoned down before.
Thy clothes are all the soul thou hast.
Thy clothes are all the soul thou hast.
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.
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.
Now old Tredgortha's dead and gone,
We ne'er shall see him more;
He used to wear an read more
Now old Tredgortha's dead and gone,
We ne'er shall see him more;
He used to wear an old grey coat,
All buttoned down before.
Attired to please herself: no gems of any kind
She wore, nor aught of borrowed gloss in Nature's stead;
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Attired to please herself: no gems of any kind
She wore, nor aught of borrowed gloss in Nature's stead;
And, then her long, loose hair flung round her head
Fell carelessly behind.
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.