Yet I was certain that it was not to me that her heart turned, though to speak the truth, much I wished it otherwise.

Who would look at the ibis in the swamp when the wide-winged eagle floated in heaven above?
An evil thought came into my mind, sent by Set.

Suppose that this watcher's eyes were fixed upon the eagle, lord of the air.

Suppose that she worshipped this eagle; that she loved it because its home was heaven, because to her it was the king of all the birds.

And suppose one told her that if she lured it down to earth from the glorious safety of the skies, she would bring it to captivity or death at the hand of the snarer.