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.

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.

But she is vanish'd to her shady home
Under the deep, inscrutable; and there
Weeps in a read more

But she is vanish'd to her shady home
Under the deep, inscrutable; and there
Weeps in a midnight made of her own 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.

But the very hairs of your head are all numbered.

But the very hairs of your head are all numbered.

The hair is the richest ornament of women.

The hair is the richest ornament of women.

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.

Prejudice is like a hair across your cheek. You can't see it, you can't find it with your fingers, but read more

Prejudice is like a hair across your cheek. You can't see it, you can't find it with your fingers, but you keep brushing at it because the feel of it is irritating.

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.