misdight

Updated: May 12, 2025

So slender waist with such an abbot's loin, Did never sober nature sure conjoin. Lik'st a strawn scare-crow in the new-sown field, Reared on some stick, the tender corn to shield. Or if that semblance suit not every dale, Like a broad shake-fork with a slender steel Despiséd nature suit them once aright, Their body to their coat, both now misdight.

Various - Character Writings of the 17th Century