He wears the look of one who is gnawed with envy, and he heaves the sigh of despair.
At times we are as much the object of their envy as they ever are of ours.
There was a pride in the statement with regard to which my first feeling was a pang of envy.
She was gowned, too, with a chic nicety to arouse the envy of all less-fortunate women.
Deep in his heart was a gnawing of envy—not for himself, but for his work.
We must not envy him on account of them, nor begrudge them to him, nor wish that we had them in his stead.
Why not speak of the evils of appetite and of envy and jealousy?
All this time I was the envy of my acquaintance; but I was more deserving of their compassion.
My companions envied me; but even their envy was not sufficient to make me happy.
The poor Frenchmen looked like peacocks in their dress, but we did not envy them their finery.