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And from that luckless hour my tyrant fairHas led and turned me by a single hair.
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His hair stood upright like porcupine quills.
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And though it be a two-foot trout,'Tis with a single hair pulled out.
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Those curious locks so aptly twin'd,Whose every hair a soul doth bind.
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Within the midnight of her hair,Half-hidden in its deepest deeps.
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Tresses, that wearHow much themselves more precious are.
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She knows her man, and when you rant and swear,Can draw you to her with a single hair.
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When you see fair hairBe pitiful.
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Bring down my gray hairs with sorrow to the grave.
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Loose his beard, and hoary hairStream'd, like a meteor, to the troubled air.
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I pray thee let me and my fellow haveA hair of the dog that bit us last night.
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One hair of a woman can draw more than a hundred pair of oxen.
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Though time has touched it in his flight,And changed the auburn hair to white.
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The very hairs of your head are all numbered.
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Fair tresses man's imperial race insnare,And beauty draws us with a single hair.
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Hoary whiskers and a forky beard.
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Ere on thy chin the springing beard beganTo spread a doubtful down, and promise man.
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The hoary beard is a crown of glory if it be found in the way of righteousness.
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Tarry at Jericho until your beards be grown.
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Golden hair, like sunlight streamingOn the marble of her shoulder.
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His hair is of a good colour.An excellent colour; your chestnut was ever the only colour.
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How ill white hairs become a fool and jester!
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Comb down his hair; look, look! it stands upright.
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And her sunny locksHang on her temples like a golden fleece.
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Alas, poor chin! many a wart is richer.
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Thy fair hair my heart enchained.
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But, rising up,To the open window moved.
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