the lion and puma, ostrich and rhea.

There was a lion in the linen closet and no one wanted to reach for the towel.

But then so was the scream of a mountain lion, and she had never seen one of those, either.

One was an enormous Lion with clear, intelligent eyes, a tawney mane bushy and well kept, and a body like yellow plush.

After this it is surprising to find that in his next poem, Le Chevalier au Lion, Lancelot is once, and only once, casually referred to, and that in a passing reference to his rescue of the queen.