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.


Othello (1602–4) act 3, sc. 3, l. 260


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.

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.

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.

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.