LXIII. It is not that yon hoary lengthening beard Ill suits the passions which belong to youth: Love conquers age--so Hafiz hath averred, So sings the Teian, and he sings in sooth-- But crimes that scorn the tender voice of ruth, Beseeming all men ill, but most the man In years, have marked him with a tiger's tooth: Blood follows blood, and through their mortal span, In bloodier acts conclude those who with blood began.
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