Adangle

The young boy sat on the bridge fishing, his legs adangle.

[…] the slave that holds / John Baptist’s head a-dangle by the hair / With one hand […] and his weapon in the other, yet unwiped

Keepers of the watch with lanterns trimmed for the night’s burning adangle from oaken poles braced across their shoulders.

[…] he presented an easy target for scoffing. His sword of rank adangle oddly, his puttees immaculately wound the wrong way round, was that a whistle he had hanging?