Grocott & Ward, comps. Grocott’s Familiar Quotations, 6th ed. 189-?.
Haggard
If I do prove her haggard,
Though that her jesses were my dear heartstrings,
I’d whistle her off, and let her down the wind,
To prey at fortune.
Shakespeare.—Othello, Act III. Scene 3. (The Moor alone, his jealousy increasing.)