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Anonymous

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.

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From The Oxford Book of English Verse: 1250-1900 | Clarendon, 1919

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