So for thy spirit did devise Its Maker seemly garniture, Of its own essence parcel pure. -- From grave simplicities a dress, And reticent demureness, And love encinctured with reserve; Which the woven vesture would subserve. For outward robes in their ostents Should show the soul's habiliments. Therefore I say,--Thou'rt fair even so, But better Fair I use to know.
I've been playing golf a long time, although it's not really true that on my first round they strapped my bag on the back of a dinosaur.