...cure, of your moral disease. Yours is the age of exertion — the prime and vigour of life. But I have "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, ." You say...

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...cheer me ever, or disseat me now. I have lived long enough : my way of life Is fallen into the sear,5 the yellow leaf; And that which should accompany old...Which the poor heart would fain deny, but dare not. Seyton ! 1 To sag, or swag, is to hang down by its own weight, or by an overload. 9 " cream-faced toon."...

...lall'n into Ihe scar.1 the yellow leaf: And that which should accompany old арт, As honour, lev«, 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, but dare not. Sey ton ! Enter Seyton. Ktv....

...life Is fall'n into the sear,1 the yellow leaf: And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look...; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud, but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, but dare not. 15— v. 3. 33 My blood,...

...cheer me ever, or disseat me now. I have lived long enough : my way of life Is fallen into the sear,5 the yellow leaf; And that which should accompany old...Which the poor heart would fain deny, but dare not. Seyton ! 1 To sag, or swag, is to hang down by its own weight, or by an overload. 8 " cream-faced loon."...

...cheer me ever, or disseat me now. I have lived long enough: my way of life Is fallen into the sear, 5 the yellow leaf; And that which should accompany old...Which the poor heart would fain deny, but dare not. Seyton i1 To sag, or swag, is to hang down by its own weight, or by an overload. 2 " —-—cream-faced...

...life Is fall'n into the sear,* the yellow leaf: And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look...; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud, but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, but dare not. 15— v. 3. 33 My blood,...

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...trembling limbs, and a staggering gait ; and with the wretched Macbeth, he could truly say : — " My way of life Is fallen into the sear ; the yellow...obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; hut in their stead, CURSES, not loud, but deep." Those who knew the veteran landlord well, and were...