VI + 

“Dear Princess, do not whisper me so loud,” + 

Quoth Corallina, nurse and confidant, + 

“Do not you see there, lurking in a cloud, + 

Close at your back, that sly old Crafticant? + 

He hears a whisper plainer than a rant: + 

Dry up your tears, and do not look so blue; + 

He’s Elfinan’s great state-spy militant, + 

He’s running, lying, flying footman, too⁠— + 

Dear mistress, let him have no handle against you! + 