[95.] Chance is virtually an adverb here = perchance.
[98.] The peep of dawn. Mitford quotes Comus, 138:
| "Ere the blabbing eastern scout, The nice morn, on the Indian steep From her cabin'd loop-hole peep." |
[99.] Cf. Milton, P. L. v. 428:
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"though from off the boughs each morn We brush mellifluous dews;" |
and Arcades, 50:
"And from the boughs brush off the evil dew."
Wakefield quotes Thomson, Spring, 103:
| "Oft let me wander o'er the dewy fields, Where freshness breathes, and dash the trembling drops From the bent brush, as through the verdant maze Of sweetbrier hedges I pursue my walk." |