Out on the moor there he may fly the hawk, and that will best divert suspicion.
"The Chaplet of Pearls" by Charlotte M. Yonge
After a time, however, I grew unaccountably weary of the vehemence of Henry Moore and of the adroit helper who hawked his books.
"Great Possessions" by David Grayson
The gunboats now came up like a flock of hawks, and soon the Moors were clambering over the rails.
"Stories of Our Naval Heroes" by Various
The boat will be safely moored at the foot of Hawks' Cliff, will it not, think ye?
"The Last of the Vikings" by John Bowling
Moors, downs, open country where the hedges are low and weak are best suited to game hawking.
"Encyclopaedia Britannica, 11th Edition, Volume 10, Slice 2" by Various
Over the moors a great hawk hovered.
"Sea and Sardinia" by D. H. Lawrence
In the sweep of the Hawk over mountain and moor,
Is danger, Green Plover, relentless and sure
He dangles the lure of his gold where he goes–
'Mid friends and 'mid foes, your doom to secure.
"The Green Plover" by Anna Johnston MacManus
Sea-mew, White Sea-Hawk and Raven,
All the fleet at evening swings
Quietly in this western haven,
Murmuring at their mooring-rings:
Tern and Solan Goose and Raven
Where the moorland curlew sings.
"Johnnie of the Silver Feather" by Hamish Maclaren