A lion among ladies is a most dreadful thing; for there is not a more fearful wild-fowl than your lion, living. Shakespeare.Midsummer Nights Dream, Act III. Scene 1. (Bottom to his Companions.)
Dost thou now fall over to my foes? Thou wear a lions hide! doff it for shame, And hang a calfs skin on those recreant limbs. Shakespeare.King John, Act III. Scene 1. (Constance to Austria.)