The fauconer then was prest,Came runnynge with a dow,And cryed, ‘Stow, stow, stow!’But she [his hawk] wold not bow.
c. 1503–1512, John Skelton, Ware the Hauke; republished in John Scattergood, editor, John Skelton: The Complete English Poems, 1983, page 63, lines 71–74