Crime burst in like a flood; modesty, truth, and honor fled. […] And how mild he is, and dear, and gentle to behold, and no whit like other bulls! […] But in the cave lurked a serpent with crested head and scales glittering like gold; his eyes shone like fire; his body was swollen with venom; he vibrated a triple tongue, and showed a triple row of teeth. […] See now, my friend, if she look not somewhat like that wife thou hast lost.” […] Spurning all lovers, she prayed her father that she might remain always unmarried, like Diana.