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With odorous oil thy head and hair are sleek; And then thou kemb'st the tuzzes on thy cheek: Of these, my barber take a costly care. - John Dryden, Fourth Satire of Persius (l. 89) Of a thousand shavers, two do not shave so much alike as not to be distinguished. - Samuel Johnson (a/k/a Dr. Johnson) ("The Great Cham of Literature"), Boswell's Life of Johnson But he shaved with a shell when he chose, 'Twas the manner of primitive man. - Andrew Lang, Double Ballad of Primitive Man Thy boist'rous locks, no worthy match For valour to assail, nor by the sword . . . . But by the barber's razor best subdued. - John Milton, Samson Agonistes (l. 1167) The first (barbers) that entered Italy came out of Sicily and it was in the 454 yeare after the foundation of Rome. Brought in they were by P. Ticinius Mena as Verra doth report for before that time they never cut their hair. The first that was shaven every day was Scipio Africanus, and after cometh Augustus the Emperor who evermore used the razor. - Pliny the Elder (Caius Plinius Secundus), Natural History (bk. VII, ch. LIX) I must to the barber's, monsieur; for methinks I am marvellous hairy about the face, and I am such a tender ass, if my hair do but tickle me, I must scratch. - William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream (Bottom at IV, i) Our courteous Antony, Whom ne'er the word of 'no' woman heard speak, Being barbered ten times o'er, goes to the feast, And for his ordinary pays his heart For what his eyes eat only. - William Shakespeare, Antony and Cleopatra (Enobarbus at II, ii) But I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat and trimly dressed, Fresh as a bridegroom, and his chin new reaped Showed like a stubble land at harvest home. - William Shakespeare, King Henry the Fourth, Part I (Hotspur at I, iii) No, but the barber's man hath been seen with him, and the old ornament of this cheek hath already stuffed tennis balls. - William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing (Claudio at III, ii) My master and his man are both broke loose, Beaten the maids a-row and bound the doctor, Whose beard they have singed off with brands of fire; And ever as it blazed they threw on him Great pails of puddled mire to quench the hair. My master preaches patience to him, and the while His man with scissors nicks him like a fool; And sure, unless you send some present help, Between them they will kill the conjurer. - William Shakespeare, The Comedy of Errors (Messenger at V, i) A fellow in a market town. Most musical, cried Razors up and down. - Dr. John Wolcot (Wolcott) (used pseudonym Peter Pindar), Farewell Odes (ode 3)
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