STILL to be neat, still to be drest, br As you were going to a feast; br Still to be powder'd, still perfumed: br Lady, it is to be presumed, br Though art's hid causes are not found, br All is not sweet, all is not sound. br br Give me a look, give me a face br That makes simplicity a grace; br Robes loosely flowing, hair as free: br Such sweet neglect more taketh me br Than all th' adulteries of art; br They strike mine eyes, but not my heart.