The Hundred Best Poems (lyrical) in the English language - second series/Still to be neat, still to be drest
37.
Song from "The Silent Woman."
STILL to be neat, still to be drest,
As you were going to a feast;
Still to be powdered, still perfum'd
Lady, it is to be presum'd,
Though art's hid causes are not found,
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,
Than all th' adulteries of art;
They strike mine eyes, but not my heart.
1810 Edition.