1590. Shaks., Mids. N., IV. i. 125.
| Thes. My hounds are bred out of the Spartan kinde, | |
| So flew’d, so sanded, and their heads are hung | |
| With eares that sweepe away the morning dew. |
1592. Lyly, Midas, IV. iii. Such as you are vnworthie to be hounds, much lesse huntsmen, that know not when a hound is fleet, faire flewde, and well hangd, being ignorant of the deepenesse of a houndes mouth, and the sweetnes.
