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English Poetry I: From Chaucer to Gray.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14.

Ben Jonson

150. Simplex Munditiis

STILL to be neat, still to be drest,

As you were going to a feast;

Still to be powdr’d, still perfumed:

Lady, it is to be presumed,

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.