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The Ornament.

The lucky world shewd me one day
Her gorgeous Mart and glittering store,
Where with proud haste the rich made way
To buy, the poor came to adore.

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Serious they seem'd and bought up all
The latest Modes of pride and lust,
Although the first must surely fall,
And the last is most loathsome dust.
But while each gay, alluring wear
With idle hearts and busie looks
They viewd, (for idleness hath there
Laid up all her Archives and books.)
Quite through their proud and pompous file
Blushing, and in meek weeds array'd
With native looks, which knew no guile,
Came the sheep-keeping Syrian Maid.
Whom strait the shining Row all fac'd
Forc'd by her artless looks and dress,
While once cryed out, We are disgrac'd!
For she is bravest, you confess.