Hair Quotes and Poems
(Hair in the Literary World)

From the Bible:


     "The first to come out was red, and his whole body was like a hairy
garment; so they named him Esau [which may mean hairy; he was also called
Edom, which means red]." – Genesis 25:25 (NIV)

     "...If harm comes to him on the journey you are taking, you will bring
my gray head [or hairs] down to the grave in sorrow." – Genesis 42:38 (NIV)

     "And all the women who were willing and had the skill spun the goat
hair." – Exodus 35:26 (NIV)

     "The priest is to examine the sore on his skin, and if the hair in the
sore has turned white and the sore appears to be more than skin deep, it is
an infectious skin disease...... if it appears to be more than skin deep and
the hair in it is yellow and thin... it is an itch, an infectious disease of
the head or chin...... When a man has lost his hair and is bald, he is
clean... But if he has a reddish-white sore on his bald head or forehead, it
is an infectious disease..." – Leviticus 13:3, 30, 40, 42 (NIV)

     "...he must shave off all his hair; he must shave his head, his beard,
his eyebrows, and the rest of his hair..." – Leviticus 14:9 (NIV)

     "...he must let the hair of his head grow long...... [he] must shave off
the hair that he dedicated. He is to take the hair and put it in the fire
that is under the sacrifice of the fellowship offering." – Numbers 6:5, 18

     "But the hair on his head began to grow again after it had been shaved."
– Judges 16:22 (NIV)

     "Among all these soldiers were seven hundred chosen men who were
left-handed, each of whom could sling a stone at a hair and not miss." –
Judges 20:16 (NIV)

     "As surely as the Lord lives, not a hair of his head will fall to the
ground, for he did this today with God's help." – I Samuel 14:45 (NIV)

     "Whenever he cut the hair of his head – he used to cut his hair from
time to time when it became too heavy for him – he would weigh it, and its
weight was two hundred shekels [that is about 5 pounds] by the royal
standard" – II Samuel 14:15 (NIV)

     "When I heard this, I tore my tunic and cloak, pulled hair from my head
and beard and sat down appalled." – Ezra 9:3 (NIV)

     "A spirit glided past my face,
         and the hair on my body stood on end." – Job 4:15 (NIV)

     "Surely God will crush the heads of his
          enemies,
        the hairy crowns of those who go on in
          their sins." – Psalm 68:21 (NIV)

     "Instead of fragrance there will be a stench;
        instead of a sash, a rope;
      instead of well-dressed hair, baldness;
        instead of fine clothing, sackcloth;
        instead of beauty, branding." – Isaiah 3:24 (NIV)

     "In that day the Lord will use a razor hired from beyond the River... to
shave your head and the hair of your legs, and to take off your beards also."
– Isaiah 7:20 (NIV)

     "I offered my back to those who beat me, my cheeks to those who pulled
out my beard..." – Isaiah 50:6 (NIV)

     "Cut off your hair and throw it away; take up a lament..." – Jeremiah
7:29 (NIV)

     "Now, son of man, take a sharp sword and use it as a barber's razor to
shave your head and your beard. Then take a set of scales and divide up the
hair." – Ezekiel 5:1 (NIV)

     "You grew up and developed and became the most beautiful of jewels. 
Your breasts were formed and your hair grew, you who were naked and bare." –
Ezekiel 16:7 (NIV)

     "...They saw the fire had not harmed their bodies, nor was a hair of
their heads singed..." – Daniel 3:27 (NIV)

     "...His clothing was white as snow;
        the hair of his head was white like wool.
     His throne was flaming with fire,
       and its wheels were all ablaze." – Daniel 7:9 (NIV)

     "John's clothes were made of camel's hair..." – Matthew 2:3 (NIV)

     "And do not swear by your head, for you cannot make even one hair white
or black." – Matthew 5:36 (NIV)

     "John wore clothing made of camel's hair..." – Mark 1:6 (NIV)

     "All men will hate you because of me. But not a hair of your head will
perish. By standing firm you will gain life." – Luke 21:18 (NIV)

     "...wiped his feet with her hair." – John 11:2, 12:3 (NIV)

     "...if a woman has long hair, it is her glory..." – I Corinthians 11:15
(NIV)

     "Your beauty should not come from outward adornment, such as braided
hair... Instead it should be that of your inner self, the unfading beauty of
a gentle and quiet spirit..." – I Peter 3:3 (NIV)

     "His head and hair were white like wool, as white as snow, and his eyes
were like blazing fire." – Revelation 1:14 (NIV)

     "The sun turned black like sackcloth made of goat hair..." – Revelation
6:12 (NIV)

     "Their hair was like women's hair, and their teeth were like lions'
teeth." – Revelation 9:8 (NIV)

The Holy Bible, New International Version. Grand Rapids: Zondervan Bible
     Publishers. International Bible Society, 1984.

(http://landow.stg.brown.edu/victorian/rb/porphyria.html) 31 May 1999.

 

 

 

 
"Porphyria's Lover"

The rain set early in tonight,
The sullen wind was soon awake, 
It tore the elm-tops down for spite,
And did its worst to vex the lake: 
I listened with heart fit to break.
When glided in Porphyria; straight 
She shut the cold out and the storm,
And kneeled and made the cheerless grate Blaze up, and all the cottage warm; Which done, she rose, and from her form Withdrew the dripping cloak and shawl, And laid her soiled gloves by, untied Her hat and let the damp hair fall, And, last, she sat down by my side And called me. When no voice replied, She put my arm about her waist, And made her smooth white shoulder bare, And all her yellow hair displaced, And, stooping, made my cheek lie there, And spread, o'er all, her yellow hair, Murmuring how she loved me -- she Too weak, for all her heart's endeavor, To set its struggling passion free From pride, and vainer ties dissever, And give herself to me forever. But passion sometimes would prevail, Nor could tonight's gay feast restrain A sudden thought of one so pale For love of her, and all in vain: So, she was come through wind and rain. Be sure I looked up at her eyes Happy and proud; at last I knew Porphyria worshiped me: surprise Made my heart swell, and still it grew While I debated what to do. That moment she was mine, mine, fair, Perfectly pure and good: I found A thing to do, and all her hair In one long yellow string I wound Three times her little throat around, And strangled her. No pain felt she; I am quite sure she felt no pain. As a shut bud that holds a bee, I warily opened her lids: again Laughed the blue eyes without a stain. And I untightened next the tress About her neck; her cheek once more Blushed bright beneath my burning kiss: I propped her head up as before, Only, this time my shoulder bore Her head, which droops upon it still: The smiling rosy little head, So glad it has its utmost will, That all it scorned at once is fled, And I, its love, am gained instead! Porphyria's love: she guessed not how Her darling one wish would be heard. And thus we sit together now, And all night long we have not stirred, And yet God has not said a word!     1836, 1842 -- Robert Browning

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