A hart, they say. I'd take a hart, gratefully. From this to a hart would be making my way to Actaeon. This, oh this, but I am Actaeon still, and would rather be a lion, say, or even a hart, and have the world think me this, by all the world scorned as this, than remain this -- this, and Actaeon still! -- and have the world say Actaeon, the hart.
