hosened

I, tae, by God’s especial grace, / Dwall denty in a bieldy place, / Wi’ hosened feet, wi’ shaven face, / Wi’ dacent mainners: / A grand example to the race / O’ tautit sinners!

1887, Robert Louis Stevenson, “[Poem XIII]”, in Underwoods (in Scots), London: Chatto and Windus, […], →OCLC, book II (In Scots), page 127

“Well, I will let you off this time,” said Maurice royally, stretching his limbs luxuriously and putting one hosened foot on the mantel-shelf as high as his head.

1899, S[amuel] R[utherford] Crockett, “Joan of the Sword”, in The Windsor Magazine: An Illustrated Monthly for Men and Women, volume X, London: Ward, Lock & Co., […], chapter XXVIII (The Red Lion Flies at Kernsberg), page 211, column 2

Matthew had hung his wig over the back of the only unoccupied chair, but the stranger, without so much as, “by your leave, sir,” threw it into the window seat, and pulling the chair to the fire, drew off his riding-boots and sat with his hosened feet upon the hob, seemingly unmindful of the heat.

1901–1902 winter, N. R. Sellars, “On the King’s Highway”, in Harry Thompson, editor, Phil May’s Illustrated Winter Annual, number 12, London: W. Thacker & Co., […], page 90, columns 1–2

“Here, Dame,” the priest gasped, short-breathed with hurry, his black robe tucked up into his belt to clear his hosened legs, and the curls around his tonsure in more disarray even than usual as he pushed in among the men.

1997, Margaret Frazer, The Prioress’ Tale (Sister Frevisse Mysteries), New York, N.Y.: Berkley Prime Crime, →ISBN, pages 152–153