Loose his beard, and hoary hair

Stream'd like a meteor to the troubled air.

Thomas Gray (1716-1771): The Bard. I. 2, Line 5.

All the world's a stage,

And all the men and women merely players.

They have their exits and their entrances;

And one man in his time plays many parts,

His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,

Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.

And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel

And shining morning face, creeping like snail

Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,

Sighing like furnace, with a woful ballad

Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,

Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard;

Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,

Seeking the bubble reputation

Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,

In fair round belly with good capon lined,

With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,

Full of wise saws and modern instances;

And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts

Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon,

With spectacles on nose and pouch on side;

His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide

For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,

Turning again toward childish treble, pipes

And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,

That ends this strange eventful history,

Is second childishness and mere oblivion,

Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 7.

He has singed the beard of the king of Spain.

Henry W Longfellow (1807-1882): The Dutch Picture.

And dar'st thou then

To beard the lion in his den,

The Douglas in his hall?

Sir Walter Scott (1771-1832): Marmion. Canto vi. Stanza 14.

His beard was as white as snow,

All flaxen was his poll.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): Hamlet. Act iv. Sc. 5.

  Ham.  His beard was grizzled,—no?

  Hor.  It was, as I have seen it in his life,

A sable silver'd.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): Hamlet. Act i. Sc. 2.