I hadn't even realized what I had done in the original poems, but yes, I glossed over, and yes, made pretty. But then to ungloss, sort of like a poetic ungloss, I can think of fictional unglossings like Dorothy Allison's Bastard out of Carolina, but I can't think of a poetic unglossing of that kind of childhood narrative.

[W]oman […] is required to moralize, sentimentalize herself to stone, and pine her life away, labouring to reform her embruted mate.

Quench the dros of iron in hony and drinck the intinction.

I chose to interpret the references to butter and sugar as indicating that a short pastry was required. (Later editions suggest a biscuit-like texture.)