Grow thick and tangled by the many weeds
Of late diplomacy: to see the loss
Of early treaties in these latter days.
IV.
Like sparrows that have found a blinded hawk,
Grew insolent apace, and year by year
Respect and wholesome fear gave way to scorn.
The common herd, not slow to ape the moods
Of those above them, met with sullen looks,
Hustlings, and jeers the strangers in their midst;