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I am but mad north-north-west. When the wind is southerly I know a hawk from a handsaw. - William Shakespeare, Hamlet Prince of Denmark (Hamlet at II, ii) Between two hawks, which flies the higher pitch, Between two dogs, which hath the deeper mouth, Between two blades, which bears the better temper, Between two horses, which doth bear him best, Between two girls, which hath the merriest eye, I have perhaps some shallow spirit of judgment; But in these nice sharp quillets of the law, Good faith, I am no wiser than a daw. - William Shakespeare, King Henry the Sixth, Part I (Warwick at II, iv) No marvel, an it like your majesty, My Lord Protector's hawks do tower so well; They know their master loves to be aloft And bears his thoughts above his falcon's pitch. - William Shakespeare, King Henry the Sixth, Part II (Suffolk at II, i) When I bestride him, I soar, I am a hawk. - William Shakespeare, The Life of King Henry the Fifth (Dauphin at III, vii) Dost thou love hawking? Thou hast hawks will soar Above the morning lark. - William Shakespeare, The Taming of the Shrew (Lord at induction, ii) The wild hawk stood with the down on his beak And stared with his foot on the prey. - Lord Alfred Tennyson, The Poet's Song The nets not stretched to catch the hawk, Or kite, who do us wrong; but laid for those Who do us none at all. [Lat., Non rete accipitri tenditur, neque miluo, Qui male faciunt nobis: illis qui nihil faciunt tenditur.] - Terence (Publius Terentius Afer), Phormio (act II, sc. 2, l. 16), (Colman's translation) She rears her young on yonder tree; She leaves her faithful mate to mind 'em; Like us, for fish she sails to sea, And, plunging, shows us where to find 'em. Yo, ho, my hearts! let's seek the deep, Ply every oar, and cheerly with her, While slow the bending net we sweep, God bless the fish-hawk and the fisher. - Alexander Wilson, The Fisherman's Hymn
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