Thomson(i)
15 my nearest friends did not regard me: like a failing brook, or like a wave of the sea, they passed me by.
16 They who had assiduously paid me court, now made me a slight visit, like snow or hoar frost,
17 which melting at the approach of heat, the place where it was is not known.
18 Thus was I forsaken by all, and being undone, I became an outcast.