I vow and swear by the handle of my paper lantern that it was a gallant, a mirific, nay, a most admirable piece.

Nor do you think, I pray you, that in it was the picture of a man playing the beast with two backs with a female; this had been too silly and gross: no, no; it was another-guise thing, and much plainer.

You may, if you please, see it at Theleme, on the left hand as you go into the high gallery.

Epistemon bought another, wherein were painted to the life the ideas of Plato and the atoms of Epicurus.

Rhizotome purchased another, wherein Echo was drawn to the life.