"Macassar oil" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... nation's fate, His Lordship shakes, as Homer's God did,[2] And oft in thundering talk comes near him; Except that there the speaker nodded And here 'tis only those who hear him. Long, long, ye ringlets, on the soil Of that fat cranium may ye flourish, With plenty of Macassar oil Thro' many a year your growth to nourish! And ah! should Time too soon unsheath His barbarous shears such locks to sever, Still dear to Tories even in death, Their last loved relics we'll bequeath, A hair-loom to ...
— The Complete Poems of Sir Thomas Moore • Thomas Moore et al |
