Overcanopy

I know a banke where the wilde thyme blowes, / Where Oxſlips and the nodding Violet growes, / Quite ouer-cannoped with luſcious woodbine, / With ſweet muſke roſes, and with Eglantine; […]

On an eminence, in one of the most sequestered parts of these woods, was a rustic seat, formed of the trunk of a decayed oak, which had once been a noble tree, and of which many lofty branches still flourishing united with beech and pines to over-canopy the spot.

[G]reen woods overcanopy the wave, / Which like a toil-worn labourer leaps to shore, / To meet the kisses of the flowrets there.

An oak grew near, and with its ample boughs / O'ercanopied the spring; its fretted roots / Emboss'd the bank, and on their tufted bark / Grew plants which love the moisture and the shade.

The next day it was glorious weather; depth upon depth of blue over-canopied the mountains; the sun shone wide; and the wind in the trees and the many falling torrents in the mountains filled the air with delicate and haunting music.