Thou feel’st it in thy foot; thou knowest it’s not a dream.
Plagues, troubles, fears, and cares, of various degree,
All spring from many sides, and fix themselves in thee.
Bear all with patience; slowly thou’lt experience gain.
Thou’lt recognise the truth; the dark will be made plain.145
At length thou’lt scout the vagaries of learned men,
And take unto thyself, as patterns, saints of ken.
The beasts on second thoughts resolved to hear puss out.
“Explain,” said they, “what ’tis thou’dst have us set about.
Let’s hear; ’tis with the lion we shall have to do.