Be the mistress of my choice, <br />Clean in manners, clear in voice; <br />Be she witty, more than wise, <br />Pure enough, though not precise; <br />Be she showing in her dress, <br />Like a civil wilderness, <br />That the curious may detect <br />Order in a sweet neglect; <br />Be she rolling in her eye, <br />Tempting all the passers by; <br />And each ringlet of her hair, <br />An enchantment, or a snare, <br />For to catch the lookers on; <br />But herself held fast by none. <br />Let her Lucrece all day be, <br />Thais in the night, to me. <br />Be she such, as neither will <br />Famish me, nor overfill.<br /><br />Robert Herrick<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-kind-of-mistress-he-would-have/
