"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."

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Source: Francis Thompson (2002). “Poems of Francis Thompson”, p.14, A&C Black

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Francis Thompson

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Francis Thompson was a Victorian poet known for his emotional depth and notable work 'The Hound of Heaven', which explores themes of love and divine pursuit.

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