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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. - Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Scenes from Faust (sc. The Hartz Mountain, l. 335), (Shelley's translation) Loose his beard, and hoary hair Stream's, like a meteor, to the troubled air. - Thomas Gray, The Bard (I, 2, l. 5) Her locks are plighted like the fleece of wool That Jason and his Grecian mates achiev'd, As pure as gold, yet not from gold deriv'd; As full of sweets as sweet of sweets is full. - Robert Greene 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. - Charles Graham Halpine (used pseudonym Miles O'Reilly), Janette's Hair And yonder sits a maiden, The fairest of the fair, With gold in her garment glittering, And she combs her golden hair. - Heinrich Heine, The Lorelei (st. 3) A hair in the head is worth two in the brush. - Oliver Herford I pray thee let me and my fellow have A hair of the dog that bit us last night. - John Heywood, Proverbs (pt. I, ch. XI, l.424) But she is vanish'd to her shady home Under the deep, inscrutable; and there Weeps in a midnight made of her own hair. - Thomas Hood, Hero and Leander (116) For whom do you bind your hair, plain in your neatness? [Lat., Cui flavam religas comam Simplex munditiis?] - Horace (Quintus Horatius Flaccus), Carmina (I, 5, 4), (Milton's translation) One hair of a woman can draw more than a hundred pair of oxen. - James Howell (Howel), Familiar Letters (bk. 2, sect. 4, To T.D., Esq.) 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. - William Dean Howells, Through the Meadow A large bare forehead gives a woman a masculine and defying look. The word "effrontery" comes from it. The hair should be brought over such a forehead as vines are trailed over a wall. - Leigh Hunt (James Henry Leigh Hunt) Hair is the most delicate and lasting of our materials, and survives us, like love. It is so light, so gentle; so escaping from the idea of death, that, with a lock of hair belonging to a child or friend, we may almost look up to heaven and compare notes with the angelic nature,--may almost say, "I have a piece of thee here not unworthy of thy being now." - Leigh Hunt (James Henry Leigh Hunt) There seems a life in hair, though it be dead. - Leigh Hunt (James Henry Leigh Hunt) My mother bids me bind my hair With bands of rosy hue, Tie up my sleeve with ribbands rare, And lace my bodice blue; For why, she cries, sit still and weep, While others dance and play? Alas, I scarce can go or creep, While Rubin is away. - Anne Home Hunter (Mrs. John Hunter), My Mother Bids Me Bind My Hair Though time has touched it in his flight, And changed the auburn hair to white. - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Christus--The Golden Legend (pt. IV, l. 388) Her cap of velvet could not hold The tresses of her hair of gold, That flowed and floated like the stream. And fell in masses down her neck. - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Christus--The Golden Legend (pt. VI, l. 375) Gentlemen prefer blondes. - Anita Loos (Mrs. John Emerson) Her hair was not more sunny than her heart, though like a natural golden coronet it circled her dear head with careless art. - James Russell Lowell The hair is the finest ornament women have. Of old, virgins used to wear it loose, except when they were in mourning. - Martin Luther A large head of hair adds beauty to a good face, and terror to an ugly one. - Lycurgus There's nothing more contemptible than a bald man who pretends to have hair. [Lat., Calvo turpius est nihil compto.] - Martial (Marcus Valerius Martialis) You manufacture, with the aid of unguents, a false head of hair, and your bald and dirty skull is covered with dyed locks. There is no need to have a hairdresser for your head. A sponge, Phoebus, would do the business better. - Martial (Marcus Valerius Martialis), Epigrams (bk. VI, ep. 57) You collect your straggling hairs on each side, Marinus, endeavoring to conceal the vast expanse of your shining bald pate by the locks which still grow on your temples. But the hairs disperse and return to their own place with every gust of wind; flanking you bare poll on either side with crude tufts. We might imagine we saw Hermeros of Cydas standing between Speudophorus and Telesphorus. Why not confess yourself an old man? Be content to seem what you really are, and let the barber shave off the rest of your hair. There is nothing more contemptible than a bald man who pretends to have hair. - Martial (Marcus Valerius Martialis), Epigrams (bk. X, ep. 83) The glittering tresses which, now shaken loose, Shower'd gold. - Owen Meredith (pseudonym of Edward Robert Bulwer Lytton, Lord Lytton) Displaying page 2 of 4 for this topic: << Prev Next >> 1 [2] 3 4
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