...— Seyton, I say! — This push Will cheer me ever, or dis-seat me now. I have liv'd 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 ;...

...behold— Seyton, I sav I— This push Will cheer me ever, or dis-seat me now. I have liv'd long enough : tues else (be they as pure as grace, As infinite as man may undergo,) S should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ;...

...Seyton, I say ! — This push Will chair me ever, or dis-seat me now. I have lived long enough : my May 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 ;...

...sap be shortly dry and tter. Drayt. Ed., ii, p !'•»• SEAR, aa a substantive. A state of dryness. My way of life Is fallen into the sear, the yellow leaf. Jf«rf-, "• 3 Hence to sear, still in use, is to dry up a wound by the force of fire. So sear'd is...

...sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything," — that scene when one can say, " I hnve 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, 1 must nut look to nave,"...

...— Seyton, I say ! — This push Will cheer me ever, or dis-scat me now. I have Hv'd 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,...

...there is a world of suggestion and of pathetic import in the dreary anticipation of Macbeth : — " My way of life Is fallen into the sear, the yellow leaf; And that which should accompany old age, As honor, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have; but,...

...total eclipse, Without all hope of day. Macbeth's last twilight murmur, — 1 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 !...

...and afeared. Act v. Sc. i. All the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand. Aciv. Sc. i. 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 ;...

...of that perilous stuff Which weighs upon the heart ? Shakspere's Macbeth. 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 ;...