A Lady Dressed By Youth
Margaret
Cavendish
Her hair was curls of Pleasure
and Delight,
Which on her brow did cast a
glistening light.
As lace her bashful eyelids
downward hung:
A modest countenance o'er her
face was flung:
Blushes, as coral beads, she
strung to wear
About her neck, and pendants
for each ear:
Her gown was by Proportion cut
and made,
With veins embroidered, with
complexion laid,
Rich jewels of pure honor she
did wear,
By noble actions brightened
everywhere:
Thus dressed, to Fame's great
court straightways she went,
To dance a brawl with Youth,
Love, Mirth, Content.
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