I shall be obliged to give up hunting, as I have given up hawking.

Ah, I am an unfortunate king, Monsieur de Treville! I had but one gerfalcon, and he died day before yesterday." "Indeed, sire, I wholly comprehend your disappointment.

The misfortune is great; but I think you have still a good number of falcons, sparrow hawks, and tiercets." "And not a man to instruct them.

Falconers are declining.

I know no one but myself who is acquainted with the noble art of venery.