Ecclesiastes.—Chap. IX. Verse 4; and see Swift, “An Excellent new Song.”

A lion among ladies is a most dreadful thing: for there is not a more fearful wild-fowl than your lion, living.

Shakespeare.—Midsummer Night’s Dream, Act III. Scene 1. (Bottom to his Companions.)

Dost thou now fall over to my foes?
Thou wear a lion’s hide! doff it for shame,
And hang a calf’s skin on those recreant limbs.

Shakespeare.—King John, Act III. Scene 1. (Constance to Austria.)


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