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I pray thee let me and my fellow have A hair of the dog that bit us last night.

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

For whom do you bind your hair, plain in your neatness?

One hair of a woman can draw more than a hundred pair of oxen.

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.

The person who doesn't scatter the morning dew will not comb gray hairs

The hair is the richest ornament of women.

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.

It is foolish to tear one's hair in grief, as though sorrow would be made less with baldness.

Gray hair is a sign of age, not of wisdom.

Hair is the first thing. And teeth the second. Hair and teeth. A man got those two things he's got it all.

We grow gray in our spirit long before we grow gray in our hair.