How can thy chin that burden bear?
Is it all gravity to shock?
Is it to make the people stare?
And be thyself a laughing stock? When I behold thy little
feet
After thy beard obsequious run,I always fancy that I meet
Some father followed by his son. A man like thee
scarce e'er appeared--
A beard like thine--where shall we find it?
Surely thou cherishest thy beard
In hopes to hide thyself behind it.
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