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that beauty is Like Truth, never so glorious as when it goes Plainest; that false art instead of mending nature, mars it. but if none of our persuasions can prevail, hear this ye garish Popinjays of our Times, if ye will not be ashamed to Cloth yourselves in this shameless fashion, God shall Clothe ye in shame & Confusion: hear this ye Plaster-Faced Jezebels if you will not Leave your Daubing & your high washes, God will one day wash them off with Fire & with Brimstone I grant that it is not wealth alone that is accessary to this Pride. there are some, that, with the cynic or that worse dog the Patched Cistertian, are Proud of Rags: there are others that are Rich in nothing but clothes; Something like to Nazianzens Countrey of ozizala, that abounded in Flowers, but was barren of Corn, Their clothes are worth more than all the Rest; as we say of the Elder that the Flower is more worth than all the Tree beside.
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