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  1. Graeme Lindsay August 15, 2012 at 6:40 am #

    I searching for poems on a topic unrelated to beards, I came across the following in The Huon Times (Tasmania) ) Saturday 12 April 1913 Page 3. I thought you might be interested.

    To Shave Or Not To Shave : Parodies on Hamlet’s Sollilquy

    To shave or not to shave: that is the question.
    Whether ‘tis better on the chin to suffer
    The stubby bristle of prolific Nature,
    Or to take arms against the rising forest,
    And with razor fell it. To soap, to lather,
    No more; and by the soap to say we end
    The chin-tuft, and the thousand natural sprouts
    That make flesh hairy, ‘tis a consummation
    Devoutly to be wished. To soap, to lather –
    To lather, then to gash. Aye, there’s the rub;
    For in that foamy mess what nicks may come,
    When we are scraping off this hirsute coil,
    Must give us pause. There’s the respect
    That makes moustachios of so long a life;
    For who would bear the whit’ning hairs of Time,
    The dandy’s sneer, the masher’s contumely,
    The pangs of despised love, the kiss delayed,
    The insolence of shavers, and the spurns
    That Newgate fringes of the well-groomed take
    When he himself might decent toilet make
    With a bare razor? Who would whiskers bear,
    To sweat under a weary weight of hair,
    But that the thought of something after soap,
    The subcutaneous country from whose bourne
    The ruddy drops are drawn, puzzles the will
    And makes us rather bear those ills we have
    Than fly to others that we know not of?
    Thus razors do make cowards of us all.
    And thus the native hue of the complexion
    Is chequered with the growth of other days,
    And blades of well-forged steel and proper keenness
    With this regard are left within their cases,
    And lose the edge of action.

    To shave or not to shave: that is the question.
    Whether ‘tis better on the face to wear
    Th’ adornment which bespeaks man’s high estate
    Or be again a happy beardless boy,
    With face all shorn and clean. The beard to trim
    No more; but with the razor’s glitt’ring blade
    Bring back the days of vanished youth, and stop
    The march of Time. Why, that’s a consummation
    Devoutly to be wished. But if I shave,
    My grey hairs still remain, and there’s the rub.
    For though I shave my chin, and lip, and cheek,
    I cannot shave my head; and that it is
    Which gives me pouse. I’m ill content
    If beared I remain, and if I shave.
    For who would bear about upon his face
    The marks of Time’s most unkind ravages,
    On noting which employers give the sack,
    And beauteous maidens glance with proud disdain,
    Calling him “Greybeard,” “Veteran,” and I know not what,
    Whe he himself might his deliverance win
    With a sharp razor? Who would remain unshav’n,
    With whiskers telling of youth long past,
    But that he dreads the outstretched hand of scorn
    Will point him out as one who fain would be
    Thought younger than he is? This breaks my will,
    And makes ne rather wish to own my age
    Than plan deception which will not deceive.
    My razor keen I put once more aside,
    Resolved to wear upon my face the garb
    Which kindly Mother Nature hath designed.
    And yet this resolution not to shave,
    When I had soap, and steel, and strop prepared,
    Leaves me unsatisfied. Now, this I’ll do!
    I’ll dye my hair, and shave! My vanished years
    Will then not be remembered.

  2. Emily Gomperts November 5, 2012 at 6:12 pm #

    I think this screen cap holds a lot of potential for your next song.

  3. Brendon December 13, 2012 at 5:36 am #

    Are your songs available in Karaoke form? If so, where can I get them, if not, who do I have to speak to?

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