Powdering

Here and there, the dark pointed firs stood up with snow powdering their branches.

[T]ryly for the Engliſheman to bee offended with the admixtion of Latine, or the Latine manne to miſlike the poutheryng of Greke, appereth vnto me a moche like thing, as if at a feaſt with varietee of good meates and drinkes furniſhed, one that loueth to feede of a Capon, ſhould take diſpleaſure that an other man hath appetite to a Coney, […]