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Within the midnight of her hair,
Half-hidden in its deepest deeps.
Within the midnight of her hair,
Half-hidden in its deepest deeps.
It is foolish to pluck out one's hair for sorrow, as if grief
could be assuaged by baldness.
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It is foolish to pluck out one's hair for sorrow, as if grief
could be assuaged by baldness.
[Lat., Stultum est in luctu capillum sibi evellere, quasi calvito
maeror levaretur.]
Those curious locks so aptly twin'd,
Whose every hair a soul doth bind.
Those curious locks so aptly twin'd,
Whose every hair a soul doth bind.
Beware of her fair hair, for she excels
All women in the magic of her locks;
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Beware of her fair hair, for she excels
All women in the magic of her locks;
And when she winds them round a young man's neck,
She will not ever set him free again.
His hair stood upright like porcupine quills.
His hair stood upright like porcupine quills.
But the very hairs of your head are all numbered.
But the very hairs of your head are all numbered.
I pray thee let me and my fellow have
A hair of the dog that bit us last night.
I pray thee let me and my fellow have
A hair of the dog that bit us last night.
Gray hair is a sign of age, not of wisdom.
Gray hair is a sign of age, not of wisdom.
It was brown with a golden gloss, Janette,
It was finer than silk of the floss, my pet;
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It was brown with a golden gloss, Janette,
It was finer than silk of the floss, my pet;
'Twas a beautiful mist falling down to your wrist,
'Twas a thing to be braided, and jewelled, and kissed--
'Twas the loveliest hair in the world, my pet.