|Grocott & Ward, comps. Grocotts Familiar Quotations, 6th ed. 189-?.|
|Sear and Yellow Leaf|
|I have lived long enough: my way of life|
Is fallen into the sear, the yellow leaf,
And that which should accompany old age,
As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends,
I must not look to have; but, in their stead,
Curses not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath,
Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.
Shakespeare.Macbeth, Act V. Scene 3. (Tired of life, and contemplating old age without honour.)
|My days are in the yellow leaf;|
The flowers and fruits of love are gone;
The worn, the canker, and the grief
Are mine alone.
Byron.On his attaining the age of thirty-six.