Aweary

[…] my little body is aweary of this great world.

She said, 'I am aweary, aweary, / I would that I were dead!'

1849+, George Ticknor, History Of Spanish Literature And all his people told him that their horses were aweary, and that they were aweary themselves.

[…]when he is aweary of vice, and aweary of virtue, used up as to brimstone, and used up as to bliss; then, whether he take to the serving out of red tape, or to the kindling of red fire, he is the very Devil.

The sky leans dumb on the sea, / Aweary with all its wings;

"Nay, save that she seems aweary".

ante 1924 (posthumous, died 1910): Mark Twain, Autobiography I was aweary, aweary, and I put it in the waste basket. Ten days later the bill came again, and with it a shadowy threat. I waste-basketed it.

"I am aweary with watching," said Frid. "Praise to Allah the day is ours. Ho, slaves!"