Behold, as wilde asses in the desart, goe they foorth to their worke, risingbetimes for a pray: the wildernes yeeldeth food for them, and for their children.
“I’ll answer for it, that he hath faced both the Catalan and the Moor, in his time, young as he may seem. Thou knowest that the nobles are wont to carry their sons, as children, early into the fight, that they may learn the deeds of chivalrybetimes.”
1896,A. E. Housman, “To An Athlete Dying Young,”, inA Shropshire Lad:
Smart lad to slipbetimes away From fields where glory does not stay.
