John Durant Breval, The Art of Dress: a Poem (1717)
“ Nor could the World compleater Models show; But cruel Death (ah, Monster, too unkind!) Has left but half that Conqu'ring Race behind. Tho' most condemn the Fair that's over-nice, Too great Neglect is oft an equal Vice: Th' establish'd Belle some Privilege may take, Affect loose Airs: and counterfeit the Rake; May lay the Necklace, and the Drops aside,Half comb her Locks, and all her Linnen hide; But no such License is to Those allow'd, Whose undistinguish'd Forms make up the Crowd. How plain soe'er you Dress, be throughly clean, Nor let the Smock be foul, because unseen ”
