Clerimont's Song

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Still to be neat, still to be dressed, As you were going to a feast; Still to be powdered, still perfumed; Lady, it is to be presumed, Though arts 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.

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Ben Jonson (1572–1637) was an English poet, playwright, and critic who became the de facto Poet Laureate. His poems include "Drink to Me Only with Thine Eyes" and "To Penshurst," and his masques and comedies made him one of the most important literary figures of the Jacobean era.

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