...Of human dealings : If I do prove her haggard,' Though that her jesses k were my dear heart-strings, I'd whistle her off, and let her down the wind, To prey at fortune. 1 Haply, for I am black; And have not those soft parts of conversation" ' That chamberers" have: Or,...

...Of human dealings : If I do prove her haggard,' Though that her jesses'1 were my dear heart-strings, I'd whistle her off, and let her down the wind, To prey at fortune.1 Haply, for I am black ; And have not those soft parts of conversation10 That chamberers11...

...Of human dealings : If I do prove her hnigard,' Though that her Jesses' were my dear heart-strings, I'd whistle her off, and let her down the wind, To prey at fortune. Haply, for I am black ; And have not those soft parta of conversation That chambtTcrs* have ; — Or,...

...when sent in Pursuit of prey ; with it, or down the wind, when turned loose, and abandoned. Thus : If I do prove her haggard. Though that her jesses were my dear heart strings, I'd ahistlt her efF, and let her down the wind, To prey at fortune. Otktlk. The hawk was called back to...

...wind, when sent in pursuit of prey ; with it, or down the wind, when turned loose, and abandoned. Thus If I do prove her haggard, Though that her jesses were my dear heart strings, I'd vliiatlr her off, and let her down the wind, To prey at fortune. Othello. The hawk was called back...

...of human dealings : If 1 do prove her haggard,* Though that her jesses ; were uiy dear heailstrings, her to some second choice. Haply, lor I am black, And have not those soft parts of conversation That chamberers § have : —...

...wife, he says : ' If I do provo her haggard, Though that her jesses were my dear heart-strings, I "d whistle her off, and let her down the wind, To prey at fortune.' The imagination kindles at the idea of a hawking-party going abroad on a cheerful April morning, over...

...when sent in Pursuit of prey ; with it, or down the wind, when turned loose, and abandoned. Thus : If I do prove her haggard, Though that her jesses were my dearbeart strings, I'd whistle Лег oil . and let her down the wiodf To prey at fortune. Othtlla....

...then l)e defied — laughed at his own weakness, and whistled; as if, like Othello, he could — " Whistle her off, and let her down the wind To prey at fortune." But that humour lasted only for a moment — he stopped — stamped on the ground with vexation and...

...this, are quite visible. There is no valid foundation for Mr. Dibdin's remark of the original «uta being of foreign execution." " If I do prove her haggard,...wind To prey at fortune." Si Philip Sidney writes, " Quick-scenting spannell, fit for princelie game, To pearcli the pheasant and rare birds of name,...