Apollonius of Rhodes Quote

Then heaves he from the couch his haggard bead,
(Like some pale, lifeless, visionary shade)
Propp'd on his staff his way explores, and crawls
With lingering step along the lonely walls:
Diseas'd, enfeebled, and by age unbrac'd,
Thro' every limb he trembled as he pass'd;
Shrunk was his form, with want adust and thin,
The pointed bones seem'd bursting thro' his skin...

Lines 255–262 - Argonautica (3rd century BC) - Book II