William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus, Act II, Scene II
Enter Titus Andronicus, with Hunters, &c., Marcus, Lucius, Quintus, and Martius
The hunt is up, the morn is bright and grey, The fields are fragrant and the woods are green: Uncouple here and let us make a bay And wake the emperor and his lovely bride And rouse the prince and ring a hunter's peal, That all the court may echo with the noise. Sons, let it be your charge, as it is ours, To attend the emperor's person carefully: I have been troubled in my sleep this night, But dawning day new comfort hath inspired.
A cry of hounds and horns, winded in a peal. Enter Saturninus, Tamora, Bassianus, Lavinia, Demetrius, Chiron, and Attendants
Many good morrows to your majesty; Madam, to you as many and as good: I promised your grace a hunter's peal.
Come on, then; horse and chariots let us have, And to our sport.
Madam, now shall ye see Our Roman hunting.
I have dogs, my lord, Will rouse the proudest panther in the chase, And climb the highest promontory top.
And I have horse will follow where the game Makes way, and run like swallows o'er the plain.