Refocillate, dug up in the colonial dictionary as a word Donne liked: re-enfocus, to warm into life once more, reanimate, comfort. ....Afterwards of joy
sank hell after paradise the wolf in its hole. After
the infinite was the merry-go-round. But the lamps fell and the beasts
were refocillated, and the wool was prepared and the wolf devoured.
—"Dopo il dono di Dio vi fu la rinascita," from Variazioni belliche, Amelia Rosselli
As one turns into another and another, this final "cross toward a more difficult adieu," prospect from steady pine into a fragrant primaveral unknown, mimosal.