They sat and combed their beautiful hair,Their long, bright tresses, one by one,As they laughed and talked in the chamber there,After the revel was done.
After the Ball, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
Tying her bonnet under her chin,She tied her raven ringlets in;But not alone in the silken snareDid she catch her lovely floating hair,For, tying her bonnet under her chin,She tied a young man’s heart within.Nora Perry
Who knows the thoughts of a child?Nora Perry
Some day, some day of days, threading the streetWith idle, heedless pace,Unlooking for such grace,I shall behold your face!Some day, some day of days, thus may we meet.Nora Perry