Be the source of pain

Usage examples of smarting.

Italians, newly enfranchised and smarting about the shabby way in which they had been treated, began to arrive in Rome toward the end of Sextilis.

She was still smarting over a remark she had overheard that morning down in the deli next to the Roanoke federal building.

He had been a great sufferer for many years, continually experiencing the nervousness, smarting, pain and burning, with occasional attacks of urethritis, common to the malady in this form.

Her heart hammering, the fingers of her left hand christened in the exact same manner as the ones on her right and now smarting, Brooke narrowly avoided what could have been a very nasty accident.

She was still smarting from her argument with Repp, and dejected by it, too.

Evelyn attributed the troublesomeness of the contingents to a still smarting sense of degradation incompatible with penal discipline.

Her poor rump was already smarting all over, each pert cheek obviously well fingermarked from underswell to lower back.

The lightest of touches, and yet the wardsman felt as if the worn wood had in that instant laid some smarting brand upon him.

A smarting, stinging pain attends inflammation of the mucous membrane.

Still smarting from having her Junoesque and charming person referred to as hefty, the girl took his proffered arm and allowed herself to be settled beside him.

He had offended his mentor with that Klansman slur, then compounded the insult by smarting off.

She immediately popped his manhood into her mouth and made unmistakable gestures to George, who ignored his smarting sand burns and slipped between her legs as soon as he was able to perform.

The physicists were still smarting from the cancellation by Congress in the 1990s of the Superconducting Supercollider, a fifty-three mile tunnel of magnets and particle beams that would have been built under a cotton field in Ellis County, Texas, and would have cost as much as a small space station.

And so thick was the air with the smarting memory of the deep humiliation he must have suffered that even Mikhailo Ivanovich now gazing at the little posthouse clerk with wide-open, half-bewildered eyes dared not break this silence.

For a moment Winn, hot, cross, and smarting from many scalds and burns, reviewed the results of his first attempt at preparing a meal with a comical expression, in which wrath and disgust were equally blended.