There is no sere and yellow leaf here—fruits and flowers are perennial.
The skies they were ashen and sober, and the leaves they were crisped and sere.
It was an old, old hunting-coat, far gone in the sere and yellow leaf.
Many leaves were yet left on the boughs; but they were sere and withered.
The dead grass and the dead leaves made a sere, yellow world.
He took to ...