A sweet disorder in the dress Kindles in clothes a wantonness: A lawn about the shoulders thrown Into a fine distraction— An erring lace, which here and there Enthrals the crimson stomacher— A cuff neglectful, and thereby Ribbands to flow confusedly— A winning wave, deserving note, In the tempestuous petticoat— A careless shoe-string, in whose tie I see a wild civility— Do more bewitch me than when art Is too precise in every part.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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