I myself, sometimes leaving the fear of Heaven on the left hand,
and hiding mine honour in my necessity, am forced to shuffle, to
hedge, and to lurch.
Merry Wives of Windsor.
Yea, and at that very moment,
Consideration like an angel came,
And whipp’d th’ offending Adam out of him.
Henry V.
I have lived long enough: my way of life
Is fall’n into the sear, the yellow leaf;