What are these, So wither'd, and so wild in their attire; That look not like the inhabitants o' th' earth, And yet are on 't?
O, what can ail thee, knight-at-arms, Alone and palely loitering? The sedge has wither'd from the lake, And no birds sing.john keats
Discord, a sleepless hag who never dies, With Snipe-like nose, and Ferret-glowing eyes, Lean sallow cheeks, long chin with beard supplied, Poor crackling joints, and wither'd parchment hide, As if old Drums, worn out with martial din, Had clubb'd their yellow Heads to form her Skin.john wolcot
Then fresh tears Stood on her cheeks, as doth the honey-dew Upon a gather'd lily almost wither'd.william shakespeare
The bay-trees in our country all are wither'd And meteors fright the fixed stars of heaven; The pale-fac'd moon looks bloody on the earth And lean-look'd prophets whisper fearful change; Rich men look sad and ruffians dance and leap, The one in fear to lose what they enjoy, The other to enjoy by rage and war.
Oh what can ail thee, knight at arms, Alone and palely loitering; The sedge has wither'd from the lake, And no birds sing.john keats