Let the incarnate meanness, cheat and spy,
Mean to the marrow of him, make his heart
His food, anticipate hell's worm once more!
Let him watch shivering at the window—ay,
And let this hybrid, this his light-of-love
And lackey-of-lies,—a sage economy,—
Paid with embracings for the rank brass coin,—
Let her report and make him chuckle o'er
The breakdown of my resolution now,
And lour at disappointment in good time!