I can see clothes of silk, if materials that do not hide the body, nor even one's decency, can be called clothes... Wretched flocks of maids labour so that the adulteress may be visible through her thin dress, so that her husband has no more acquaintance than any outsider or foreigner with his wife's body.
I can see silk garments, if materials that do not conceal the body or modesty cannot be considered clothes... Wretched herds of maids toil so that the adulteress may be discernible through her transparent attire, so that her spouse has no more familiarity than any outsider or foreigner with their partner's physique.