At last low stooping with unwieldy sway,
Snatched up both horse & man, to bear them quite away.

Long he them bore about the subject plain,
  So far as Yewen bow a shaft may send,
  Till struggling strong did him at last constrain,
  To let them down before his flight's end:
  As haggard hawk presuming to contend
  With hardy fowl, about his able might,
  His weary pounces all in vain doth spend,
  To truss the pray too heavy for his flight;
Which coming down to ground, does free it self by fight.

Book I, Canto XI