boughed

There, under the shade of a broad-boughed tamarack, she made herself comfortable and stared across the water.

Moonheart De Lint, Charles, 1951- 1990

It showed a county road overhung with trees, heavily boughed and green.

Greenmantle De Lint, Charles, 1951- 1985

Pale light, golden and flickering as the sun descended through the broad-boughed trees, touched the mossed rocks here and there, giving the gardenia soft-spectral quality.

The Miko Lustbader, Eric 1984

There is one charming feature at Lorette, -- a winding, dashing cascade, which boils and creams down with splendid fury through a deep gorge fenced with pied and tumbled rocks, and overhung by gnarly-boughed cedars, pines, and birches.

The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 07, No. 41, March, 1861 Various

Cecilia, you no the one aged 7, as a queen and Molly she was the subjeck boughed before her and sed, Your majesty to-day unto you a child is born, and Cecilia, I mean the queen sed, Bring it in, and

Deer Godchild Marguerite Bernard

On a white steed, where black-boughed fir-trees keep

Miscellany of Poetry 1919 Various 1931

Then Sahwah remembered that Oh-Pshaw had a favorite nook out in the woods where she went when she wanted to be alone, a wide-spreading, low-boughed chestnut tree in a dense, shady grove, away from the singing brook with its terrifying gurgle; into the branches she climbed and sat as in a great wide armchair, secure from interruption.

The Camp Fire Girls Do Their Bit Or, over the Top with the Winnebagos 1924

Then they went hand in hand in the country that smells of apple-blossom and honey, looking on heavy-boughed trees and on dancing and beaming clouds.

Irish Fairy Tales James Stephens 1916

Beyond the house a low-boughed orchard covered the slope between it and the main road, and behind it there was a revel of colour betokening a flower garden.

Lucy Maud Montgomery Short Stories, 1909 to 1922 1908

It was fringed in all its length with slim young birches, white stemmed and lissom boughed; ferns and starflowers and wild lilies-of-the-valley and scarlet tufts of pigeonberries grew thickly along it; and always there was a delightful spiciness in the air and music of bird calls and the murmur and laugh of wood winds in the trees overhead.

Anne of Green Gables 1908