silentskyspirit

A Lady Dressed By Youth  by Margaret Cavendish, Duchess of Newcastle    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,