On a Little Man with a Very Large Beard

How can thy chin that burden bear?
Is it all gravity to shock?
Is it to make the people stare?
And be thyself a laughing stock?

When I behold thy little feet
After thy beard obsequious run,
I always fancy that I meet
Some father followed by his son.

A man like thee scarce e'er appeared —
A beard like thine — where shall we find it?
Surely thou cherishest thy beard
In hopes to hide thyself behind it!
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Isaac ben Khalit
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