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But the very hairs of your head are all numbered.
But the very hairs of your head are all numbered.
His hair stood upright like porcupine quills.
His hair stood upright like porcupine quills.
Dear, dead women, with such hair, too--what's become of all the
gold
Used to hang and brush their read more
Dear, dead women, with such hair, too--what's become of all the
gold
Used to hang and brush their bosoms?
And yonder sits a maiden,
The fairest of the fair,
With gold in her garment glittering,
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And yonder sits a maiden,
The fairest of the fair,
With gold in her garment glittering,
And she combs her golden hair.
The little wind that hardly shook
The silver of the sleeping brook
Blew the gold hair about read more
The little wind that hardly shook
The silver of the sleeping brook
Blew the gold hair about her eyes,--
A mystery of mysteries.
So he must often pause, and stoop,
An all the wanton ringlets loop
Behind her dainty ear--emprise
Of slow event and many sighs.
We grow gray in our spirit long before we grow gray in our hair.
We grow gray in our spirit long before we grow gray in our hair.
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.
Hair is the first thing. And teeth the second. Hair and teeth. A man got those two things he's got read more
Hair is the first thing. And teeth the second. Hair and teeth. A man got those two things he's got it all.
