ADORNMENT.
The ornament of beauty is suspect,
A crow that flies in heaven's sweetest air.
Sonnet LXX. SHAKESPEARE.
A native grace
Sat fair-proportioned in her polished limbs,
Veiled in a simple robe their best attire.
Beyond the pomp of dress; for loveliness
Needs not the foreign aid of ornament,
But is, when unadorned, adorned the most.
The Seasons: Autumn. J. THOMSON.
She's adorned
Amply that in her husband's eye looks lovely,—
The truest mirror that an honest wife
Can see her beauty in.
The Honeymoon, Act iii. Sc. 4. J. TOBIN.
Terrible he rode alone,
With his Yemen sword for aid;
Ornament it carried none,
But the notches on the blade.
The Death Feud. An Arab War Song.
Anonymous Translation.