Apparel Quotes ( 30 - 40 of 63 )
 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. 
 See where she comes, apparelled like the spring,
 Graces her subjects, and her thoughts the king
  Of read more 
 See where she comes, apparelled like the spring,
 Graces her subjects, and her thoughts the king
  Of every virtue gives renown to men! 
 So tedious is this day
 As is the night before some festival
  To an impatient child that read more 
 So tedious is this day
 As is the night before some festival
  To an impatient child that hath new robes
   And may not wear them. 
 And now, my honey love,
 Will we return unto thy father's house
  And revel it as bravely read more 
 And now, my honey love,
 Will we return unto thy father's house
  And revel it as bravely as the best,
   With silken coats and caps and golden rings,
    With ruffs and cuffs and farthingales and things;
     With scarfs and fans and double change of brav'ry,
      With amber bracelets, beads, and all this knav'ry. 
 A sweet disorder in the dresse
 Kindles in cloathes a wantonnesse.  
 A sweet disorder in the dresse
 Kindles in cloathes a wantonnesse. 
 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. 
 It is not linen you're wearing out,
 But human creatures' lives.  
 It is not linen you're wearing out,
 But human creatures' lives. 
 A vest as admired Voltiger had on,
 Which from this Island's foes his grandsire won,
  Whose artful read more 
 A vest as admired Voltiger had on,
 Which from this Island's foes his grandsire won,
  Whose artful colour pass'd the Tyrian dye,
   Obliged to triumph in this legacy. 
Gars auld claes look amaist as weel's the new.
Gars auld claes look amaist as weel's the new.
 His locked, lettered, braw brass collar,
 Shewed him the gentleman and scholar.  
 His locked, lettered, braw brass collar,
 Shewed him the gentleman and scholar.