canker-worm

Take land, my lord, and eat into their side as a canker-worm eats a rosebud.

Widows and Orphans R. Daniel Lester 2010

“Forbear, Dame Elspeth” said the monk; “your plates are as clean as wooden trenchers and pewter flagons can well be; the foulness of which I speak is of that pestilential heresy which is daily becoming ingrained in this our Holy Church of Scotland, and as a canker-worm in the rose-garland of the Spouse.”

The Monastery 2008

Thou eating canker-worm, that preyest upon the opening bud, and turnest the damask-rose into livid yellowness!

Clarissa Harlowe 2006

Yet to these I owe this near approach to that goal of peace, where the canker-worm of sorrow will expire.

The Adventures of Ferdinand Count Fathom 2004

Take land, my lord, and eat into their side as a canker-worm eats a rosebud.

Winds Of Fury Lackey, Mercedes 1993

Our pastor was not what could properly be styled an old man, but it was thought that his grief, like a canker-worm, sapped at the fountains of life; his bodily health became impaired, his vigor of mind departed, and, ere he had seen sixty years, death removed him from earth, to a home of happiness in Heaven.

The Path of Duty, and Other Stories

Another jealousy too is suggested -- the mutual distrust of north and south which has been the canker-worm of Irish political life for fifteen hundred years, making intelligible if not justifying the indignation of a certain distinguished Irishman who wanted to know the man's name, in order to curse its owner, who first divided Ireland into two provinces.

Life of St. Declan of Ardmore and Life of St. Mochuda of Lismore Anonymous

The tent-caterpillar saddled her eggs on the very first twig that was formed, and it has since shared her affections with the wild cherry; and the canker-worm also in

The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 10, No. 61, November, 1862 Various

Our pastor was not what could be properly styled an old man, but it was thought that his grief, like a canker-worm, sapped the fountains of life, his bodily health became impaired, his vigor of mind departed, and, ere he had seen sixty years, death removed him from earth, to a home of happiness in Heaven.

Stories and Sketches Harriet S. Caswell

Dora saw the canker-worm at the root of that precious plant for whose perfection she had waited with long patience.

Be Courteous or, Religion, the True Refiner Mrs. M. H. Maxwell