 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 344 страници
...This fellow's of exceeding honesty, And knows all qualities, with a learned spirit, Of human dealings: If I do prove her haggard, Though that her jesses were my dear heart-strings, I'd whistle her of!', and let her down the wind, To prey at fortune. Haply, for I am... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 440 страници
...fellow's of exceeding honesty, And knows all qualities, with a learned 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 lot her down the wind, To prey at fortune. — Haply, for I... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1809 - 448 страници
...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 страници
...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... | |
 | John Walker - 1810 - 394 страници
...This fellow 's of exceeding honesty, And knows all qualities with a learned spirit Of human dealings : if I do prove her haggard, Though that her jesses...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... | |
 | Henry Headley - 1810 - 238 страници
...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.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 498 страници
...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 страници
...-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,... | |
 | Robert Treat Paine - 1812 - 572 страници
...images, we could discern one instance in which we thought Mr. Cooper was more 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,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 414 страници
...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... | |
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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. 
