All plum'd like estridges, that with the wind; Baited like eagles having lately bath'd; Glittering in golden coats, like images; As full of spirit as the month of May, And gorgeous as the sun at midsummer; Wanton as youthful goats, wild as young bulls. I saw young Harry, with his beaver on, His cuisses on his thighs, gallantly arm’d, Rise from the ground like feather’d Mercury, And vaulted with such ease into his seat, As if an angel dropp’d down from the clouds, To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus, And witch the world with noble horsemanship.
Farewell, Love, and all thy laws forever, Thy baited hooks shall tangle me no more.thomas wyatt
For angling-rod he took a sturdy oake;For line, a cable that in storm ne’er broke;His hooke was such as heads the end of poleTo pluck down house ere fire consumes it whole;The hook was baited with a dragon’s tale,—And then on rock he stood to bob for whale.william davenant
His angle-rod made of a sturdy oak; His line, a cable which in storms ne'er broke; His hook he baited with a dragon's tail, And sat upon a rock, and bobb'd for whale.
All furnish'd, all in arms; All plum'd, like estridges that with the wind baited, like eagles having lately bath'd.william shakespeare