four by truck Print

Here's never a bough to be tossed in the breeze, For its long since the forest was green; And round all the trunks of the naked white trees The marks of the death-ring are seen. The solemn-faced bear, who had looked on the blacks From his home with the possum and cat, Blinked anxiously down when the death-dealing axe Was ring-barking Skeleton Flat. And, strange to be seen in the evergreen south, The gums for ten summers have stood, And dried in the terrible furnace of drouth, Till harder than flint is the wood. Now tall grows the grass at the roots of the trees, But a beautiful forest it cost; And the heart of the splitter is sad when he sees And thinks of the timber thats lost. Here flies, through a sky that is glazed, the black crow, And the eagle goes circling around, Or evilly sits on a branch that is low, With his gleaming black eye on the ground. And loudly the jackasses chuckle in mirth, When a comrade flies upward, until Like a fragment of thread, in its height from the earth, Is the writhing brown snake in his bill. O fit for the place are the curlews that wail On the banks of a distant lagoon, Or round by the swamps that are shallow and pale In the light of the nights of the moon; When glistning and white are the frost-covered trees That dead for ten summers have stood; And the stranger, benighted, might fancy he sees The skeleton wraith of a wood.

Print:Giclee on Fine Art Paper

Size:10 W x 10 H x 0.1 D in

Size with Frame:15.25 W x 15.25 H x 1.2 D in

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