An harmless flaming meteor shone for hair,
And fell adown his shoulders with losse care.

An harmless flaming meteor shone for hair,
And fell adown his shoulders with losse care.

His head,
Not yet by time completely silver'd o'er,
Bespoke him past the bounds of freakish youth,
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His head,
Not yet by time completely silver'd o'er,
Bespoke him past the bounds of freakish youth,
But strong for service still, and unimpair'd.

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.

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.

Tresses, that wear
Jewels, but to declare
How much themselves more precious are.

Tresses, that wear
Jewels, but to declare
How much themselves more precious are.

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.

For whom do you bind your hair, plain in your neatness?
[Lat., Cui flavam religas comam
Simplex read more

For whom do you bind your hair, plain in your neatness?
[Lat., Cui flavam religas comam
Simplex munditiis?]

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.