Heaven's King, who doffs himself weak flesh to wear.

Davina did a hatesome thing: She turned and flung her braid over her shoulder, swatting Nan Shaw in the face.

...he threw himself upon her, and his back being now towards me, I could only take his being ingulph'd for granted, by the directions he mov'd in, and the impossibility of missing so staring a mark...

Reembroidery (with a corded look) defines the pattern and adds dimension.