1
The graybeard passed his unit on to the others at the table.
2
Enthusiasm makes a youth of the graybeard, and changes boys to men.
3
I'm a graybeard, an old bachelor; so I am accorded certain privileges.
4
One old graybeard occupied himself by standing on tiptoe and screeching, Maji!
5
The young men standing by made a movement to fall upon the graybeard.
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Besides, you are better suited to him than to the graybeard.
7
The bent old graybeard, who wielded a pickax with a young man's strength?
8
The graybeard cursed David and said: Dost thou not fear God?
9
Then the old graybeard gripped the cudgel in his hand.
10
Sometimes a graybeard speaks of his share in the massacre.
11
Someone ran with the news to the old graybeard and said: You are ruined.
12
The graybeard rose early and went out and saw his field was laid waste.
13
It was a large wave, but it was no graybeard.
14
No yearling, but neither by any means a graybeard.
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Thus, you see, in this matter you are the graybeard and I but a boy.
16
Noting this, the graybeard made a gesture that encouraged her to venture a bit closer.