"Ulcerate" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... now no more have I; * And love's sole gift to me hath been aye-growing misery: My frame is wasted by the pain of parting from my own, * And longing changed my shape and form and made me other be. Mine eyelids by my torrent tears are chafed, and ulcerate, * The tears, whose flow to stay is mere impossibility. My manly strength is sore impaired for I have lost my heart; * How many griefs upon my griefs have I been doomed to dree! My heart and head are like in age with similar hoariness * By loss of Beauty's ...
— The Book of the Thousand Nights and a Night, Volume 5 • Richard F. Burton |
