MY LOVE IN HER ATTIRE
Anon (renaissance period)
My love in her attire doth show her wit,
It doth so well become her:
For every season she hath dressings fit,
For winter, spring, and summer.
No beauty she doth miss,
When all her robes are on;
But Beauty's self she is,
When all her robes are gone.
A new blog begins on Sunday
THE WISDOM OF LAO-TZU
A collection of sayings by "The Father of Taoism"
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