Our man: “O never mind the tail, designer prime!
Your lion’s tail has whacked me on my rump so hard,
That I’ve no power to breathe, nor such pain disregard.
Allow thy lion to remain without a tail;
Thy needles have unnerved me with their sharp assail.”60
The artist then began upon another part,
And worked his instruments. They soon induced new smart.
The patient screamed again: “What member limnest thou now?”
Our artist answered: “’Tis the lion’s ear, I trow.”
His man replied: “O leave him without ears this time;