Classic Poem

The things that make a Virgin please,
She that seeks, will find them these;
A Beauty, not to Art in debt,
Rather agreable then Great;
An Eye, wherein at once do meet
The beams of kindness, and of wit;
An undissembled Innocence,
Apt nor to give, nor take offence:
A Conversation at once free
From Passion, and from Subtiltie:
A Face that's Modest, yet Serene;
A sober, and yet lively Meen;
The vertue which does her adorn,
By Honour guarded, not by scorn;
With such wise lowlyness indued,
As never can be mean, or rude;
That prudent negligence enrich,
And Time's her silence and her speech;
Whose equal Mind does alwayes move,
Neither a foe, nor Slave to Love;
And whose Religion's strong and plaine,
Not superstitious, or profane