 | William Shakespeare - 1809 - 448 стор.
...rather stand still and check her. " So: seize her gets, her Besses, and her bells." Steevens. I 'c/ whistle her off, and let her down the wind, To prey at fortune.] The falconers always let fly Hie hawk against the wind ; if she flics with the wind behind her, she... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1809 - 438 стор.
...do pnve her haggard,] A haggard hawk, is a Though that her jesses were my dear heart-strings,5 I 'd whistle her off, and let her down the wind, To prey at fortune.8 Haply, for I am hlack ; A haggard is a particular species of hawk. It is difficult to he... | |
 | Henry Headley - 1810 - 238 стор.
...her jangling jesses*, strives to break * If 1 prove 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. Othello, Her jingling fetters, and begins to bate At ev'ry glimpse, and darts at cv'iv grate. B. III.... | |
 | John Walker - 1810 - 394 стор.
...spirit Of human dealings : if I do prove 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. Haply, for I am black, And have not those soft parts of conversation, That chamberers have j or, for... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 498 стор.
...wild hawk, & hawk unreclaimed or irreclaimable. Though that hei jesses were my dear heart-strings,4 I'd whistle her off, and let her down the wind, To prey at fortune.5 Haply, for I am black ; And have not those soft parts of conversation That chamberers8 have... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 420 стор.
...-will is selfwih ove-grown and exuberant. JOHNSON. Though that her jesses were my dear heart-strings,9 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,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 414 стор.
...Ascham. A rank will is selfwill overgrown and exuberant. JOHNSON. Though that her jesses 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... | |
 | Robert Treat Paine - 1812 - 572 стор.
...apt, than Mr. Fennell. " If I do prove her haggard, Though that her jesses were my dear heart-airings, I'd whistle her off, and let her DOWN the wind, To prey at fortune." This is a metaphor, borrowed from falconry. " The Falconers, says, Dr. Johnson, always let fly the... | |
 | Robert Deverell - 1813 - 588 стор.
...with a learned spirit, Of human dealings. If I prove her haggard, Tho' that the jesses were my dear heart-strings, I'd whistle her off', and let her down the wind To prey at fortune. Haply, for I'm black, And have not those soft parts of conversation That chamberers have ; or, for... | |
 | Robert Deverell - 1813 - 596 стор.
...with a learned spirit, Of human dealings. If I prove her haggard, Tho' that the jesses were my dear heart-strings, I'd whistle her off, and let her down the wind To prey at fortune. Haply, for I'm black, And have not those soft parts of conversation That chamberers have; or, for 7aw... | |
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If I do prove 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. 
