Some that she but held off to draw him on;
And others laugh’d at her and Philip too,
As simple folk that knew not their own minds;
And one, in whom all evil fancies clung
Like serpent eggs together, laughingly 480
Would hint at worse in either. Her own son
Was silent, tho’ he often look’d his wish;
But evermore the daughter prest upon her
To wed the man so dear to all of them
And lift the household out of poverty; 485