| Luc.422 | [] As the grim lion fawneth o'er his prey, / Sharp hunger by the conquest satisfied |
| TS IV.i.176 | [Petruchio alone, of Katherina] My falcon now is sharp and passing empty |
| Ven.55 | [] Even as an empty eagle, sharp by fast, / Tires with her beak on feathers, flesh and bone |