They, hardened more by what might most reclaim, / Grieving to see his glory […] took envy.

Fast asleep? It is no matter; / Enjoy the honey-heavy dew of slumber.

Dewing, you sought to begowk me by setting me up against Zurich — or perhaps you really thought to use me against him.

This lent a new insidiousness to his temptation, since her contempt would be a refuge from his own.