And now if you to me should add
Another letter still,
’Twill show what pretty ladies oft
Can do with me at will.
[32]
I am something which fishermen use. Behead me, and I become food for horses. Put on my head and cut off my tail, and I am a large serpent.
[33]
Entire, I am one drop of liquid; behead me, and I become a part of the human frame; put on my head and cut off my tail, and I am a plant.
[34]
My whole is what animals always will be
When tamed by the power of man;
Transpose me, and then with the farmer I’ll be,
When plowing the field with his span.
Again if transposed, on the table I’m placed,
When at supper he goes home at night;
And (if he is married) transpose me again,
I’m sitting, perhaps, on his right.