leavy

Within the furthest end thereof there was a pleasant Bowre So vaulted with the leauie trées the Sunne had there no powre:

Now neere enough: Your leauy Skreenes throw downe, And shew like those you are […]

Thus when devouring hatchet-men invade, With sounding steel, the forest’s leavy head, The mountains ring with their repeated strokes;