...youth of my years ; I am not indeed grown grey so much as I am grown bald. No matter : there was more hair in the world than ever had the honour to belong to me ; accordingly having found just siough to curl a little at my ears, and to intermix irith a little of my own that still hangs behind,...

...youth of my years ; I am not indeed grown gray so much as I am grown bald. No matter : there was more hair in the world than ever had the honour to belong...distinguished from my natural growth, which being worn with a small bag, and a black riband about my neck, continues to me the charms of my youth, even on the...

...that he had grown bald. But not a hair he cared. "No matter," he says blithesomely ; " there was more hair in the world than ever had the honour to belong to me." Here, too, is Samuel Bogers — " Poet and man of society," says the plate laconically enough — with...