Castration has a ſtrange effect: it emaſculates both man, beaſt, and bird, and brings them to a near reſemblance of the other ſex. […] Capons have ſmall combs and gills, and look pallid about the head, like pullets; they alſo vvalk vvithout any parade, and hover chickens like hens.
1608, [Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas], “[Du Bartas His First VVeek, or Birth of the VVorld:[…].] The Fift Daie of the First VVeek.”, in Josuah Sylvester, transl., Du Bartas His Deuine Weekes and Workes[…], 3rd edition, London: […] Humfrey Lownes [and are to be sold by Arthur Iohnson[…]], published 1611, →OCLC, page 142:
O'er the deer Corps ſomtimes her vvings ſhe [an eagle] hovers, / Somtimes the dead breſt vvith her breſt ſhe covers, […]
1579, Stephen Gosson, “The Schoole of Abuse,[…]”, in The School of Abuse, Containing a Pleasant Invective against Poets, Pipers, Players, Jesters, &c.[…], London: […][Frederic Shoberl, Jun.] for the Shakespeare Society, published 1841, →OCLC, page 49:
[T]hough you go to Theaters to see sport, Cupid may cache you ere you departe. The little god hovereth aboute you, and fanneth you with his wings to kindle fire: when you are set as fixed whites, Desire draweth his arrow to the head, and sticketh it uppe to the fethers, and Fancy bestireth him to shed his poyson through every vayne.
Thus meerely vvith the garment of a grace, / The naked and concealed feind he couerd, / That th'vnexperient gaue the tempter place, / VVhich like a Cherubin aboue them houerd, / VVho young and ſimple vvould not be ſo louerd.
1665, Robert Boyle, “Occasional Reflections. Reflection III. Killing a Crow (out of a Window) in a Hog’s-trough, and Immediately Tracing the Ensuing Reflection with a Pen Made of One of His Quills.”, in [John Weyland], editor, Occasional Reflections upon Several Subjects. With a Discourse about Such Kind of Thoughts, Oxford, Oxfordshire: Alex[ander] Ambrose Masson; and sold by John Henry Parker,[…], published 1848, →OCLC, section V, page 304:
Long and patiently did I wait for this unlucky Crow, […] till at length having guzzl'd and croak'd enough, when by hovering over his beloved Dainties, he had rais'd himself high enough, to prompt me to fire at him, […]
1727, [Daniel Defoe], “Of such Tradesmen who by the Necessary Consequences of Their Business are Oblig’d to be Accessary to the Propagation of Vice, and the Encrease of the Wickedness of the Times, and that All the Immorality of the Age is Not Occasion’d by the Ale-houses and the Taverns”, in The Compleat English Tradesman.[…], volume II, London: […]Charles Rivington[…], →OCLC, part II, pages 163–163:
[T]he Mercers encreaſing prodigiouſly vvent back into the City; there like Bees unhiv'd they hover about a vvhile, not knovving vvhere to fix; but at laſt, as if they vvould come back to the old Hive in Pater-noſter Rovv, but could not be admitted, the ſvvarm ſettled on Lu[d]gate-hill.
Over Descartian vortices you hover. And perhaps, at mid-day, in the fairest weather, with one half-throttled shriek you drop through that transparent air into the summer sea, no more to rise for ever.
1857, William Platt, “‘His Will Be Done!’”, in Mothers and Sons. A Story of Real Life.[…], volume I, London: Charles J. Skeet,[…], →OCLC, page 87:
Thou hoveredst, like a guardian angel—healing in thy wings, and glad-tidings all around thee—over the poor lost-one.
Here are there were smaller craft—wherries, steam-launches, tenders, and what not; and they seemed like so many flies hovering on the surface of the water when they came near that majestic ship.
Even without hovering drones, a lurking assassin, a thumping score and a denouement, the real-life story of Edward Snowden, a rogue spy on the run, could be straight out of the cinema. But, as with Hollywood, the subplots and exotic locations may distract from the real message: America's discomfort and its foes' glee.
Alas, this that you ſee, is not Antonio, / His ſpirit houers in Piero’s Court, / Hurling about his agill faculties, / To apprehend the ſight of Mellida: […]
Oh! if thou hover'ſt round my vvalk, / VVhile, under ev'ry vvell-knovvn tree, / I to thy fancy'd ſhadovv talk, / And every tear is full of thee.
1818, Martin Luther, “Of the Last Day of Judgment”, in Henry Bell, transl., edited by Joseph Kerby, The Familiar Discourses of Dr. Martin Luther, (the Great Reformer), which He Held with Various Learned Men at His Table, &c. on the Important Doctrines of Religion;[…], new edition, Lewes, East Sussex: Sussex Press,[…] John Baxter; London: Baldwin, Craddock, and Joy,[…], →OCLC, page 408:
[T]he fat swimmeth above, and the best thereof hovereth always uppermost; but the unclean matter, or the dregs is left at the bottom like a dead carcase and worthless thing. Even so likewise, God will deal at the day of judgment, therewith he will separate all things through fire, will separate the righteous from the ungodly, […]
1846, [Edward Bulwer-Lytton], “Epilogue to Part the Second”, in Lucretia: Or The Children of Night.[…], volume III, London: Saunders and Otley,[…], →OCLC, part II, pages 288–289:
But often, when he felt the harshness of experience creep over him— […] the image of that fair child, […]hovered over him; and the very air grew warmer, as if with a living breath.
1881–1882, Robert Louis Stevenson, “The Sea Chest”, in Treasure Island, London, Paris: Cassell & Company, published 14 November 1883, →OCLC, part I (The Old Buccaneer), page 28:
The neighbourhood, to our ears, seemed haunted by approaching footsteps; and what between the dead body of the captain on the parlour floor, and the thought of that detestable blind beggar hovering near at hand, and ready to return, there were moments when, as the saying goes, I jumped in my skin for terror.
2023 February 8, Sir Michael Holden, “Comment: Boom or bust: time to decide”, in RAIL, number 976, page 3:
"Overall satisfaction with rail journey", as measured fortnightly by Transport Focus, has maintained a broadly flat line at around 85% across the last four months of travel disruption, while "satisfaction with punctuality/reliabilty" is hovering around 75%.
Filling in the voting form, I hovered between Labour and Liberal Democrat.
1596 (date written; published 1633), Edmund Spenser, A Vewe of the Present State of Irelande[…], Dublin: […] Societie of Stationers,[…], →OCLC; republished as A View of the State of Ireland[…] (Ancient Irish Histories), Dublin: […] Society of Stationers, […] Hibernia Press, […][b]y John Morrison, 1809, →OCLC, page 134:
And the reason why the land-lord will no longer covenant with him [the husbandman], is, for that he dayly looketh after change and alteration, and hovereth in expectation of new worlds.
When the soul is hovering in the last moments of its separation, […] what can support her under such tremblings of thought, such fear, such anxiety, such apprehensions, but the casting of all her cares upon Him who first gave her being, who has conducted her through one stage of it, and will be always with her in her progress through eternity?
Arthur Ashburton was rather cold and distant towards her, and was obviously in a bad temper. He even hovered on the verge of rudeness towards both herself and the Lieutenant.
1609, Richard Carew, “The Second Booke”, in The Survey of Cornwall.[…], new edition, London: […] B. Law,[…]; Penzance, Cornwall: J. Hewett, published 1769, →OCLC, folio 105, verso:
Oyſters grevv vpon boughs of trees (an Indian miracle) vvhich vvere caſt in [the pond] thither, to ſerue as a houer for the fiſh.
And now, down the rushing stream, […] past dark hovers under swirling banks, from which great trout rushed out on Tom, thinking him to be good to eat, and turned back sulkily, for the fairies sent them home again with a tremendous scolding, for daring to meddle with a water-baby; […]
1874, Charles Kingsley, “Superstition. A Lecture Delivered at the Royal Institution, London.”, in Health and Education, London: W. Isbister & Co.[…], →OCLC, page 234:
Without the instinct of self-preservation, which causes the sea-anemone to contract its tentacles, or the fish to dash into its hover, species would be extermined wholesale by involuntary suicide.