The Peer now spreads the glitt'ring  wide,
T'inclose the Lock; now joins it, to divide.
Ev'n then, before the fatal Engine clos'd,
A wretched  too fondly interpos'd;
Fate urg'd the Sheers, and cut the  in twain,
( But Airy Substance soon unites again)
The meeting Points the sacred Hair dissever
From the fair Head, for ever and for ever!