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| Paul Sandby Ancient Beech Tree 1794 watercolor and gouache Victoria & Albert Museum, London |
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| Hiratsuka Un'ichi Ancient Tree in Georgetown, Washington DC 1965 woodcut Art Institute of Chicago |
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| Gertrude Elizabeth Rogers Gnarled Tree ca. 1860 albumen silver print Getty Museum, Los Angeles |
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| Anonymous Photographer Old Chestnut Tree, Dedham, Massachusetts ca. 1865 albumen silver prints (stereograph) Getty Museum, Los Angeles |
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| William E. Dassonville Gnarled Tree, High Sierras, California ca. 1930 gelatin silver print Cleveland Museum of Art, Ohio |
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| Francis Bedford Warwick Castle - The Old Cedar Tree ca. 1864-65 albumen silver print Getty Museum, Los Angeles |
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| Carl Wilhelm Kolbe the Elder Landscape with Gnarled Tree before 1835 etching Yale University Art Gallery |
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| Jacques Beltrand The Old Tree ca. 1930 woodcut Cleveland Museum of Art, Ohio |
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| Beatrix Potter Gnarled Tree next to a Wall 1904 drawing Victoria & Albert Museum, London |
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| Norma Bassett Hall Old Sycamore 1941-42 color woodcut Minneapolis Institute of Art |
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| Paulus Willemsz van Vianen Study of Gnarled Tree and Stump ca. 1605-1613 drawing Rijksmuseum, Amsterdam |
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| Alfred Henry Maurer The Old Tree ca. 1924 oil on cardboard Phillips Collection, Washington DC |
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| Anthonie Waterloo Gnarled Tree before 1690 drawing Teylers Museum, Haarlem |
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| Samuel Palmer Old Cedar Tree in the Botanic Garden, Chelsea 1854 drawing Yale Center for British Art |
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| Anonymous Photographer Ancient Trees ca. 1850-60 albumen print Scottish National Gallery, Edinburgh |
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| Anonymous Photographer Ancient Trees ca. 1850-60 albumen print Scottish National Gallery, Edinburgh |
Dank the fens of cedar; hemlock-branches gray
With trees and trail of mosses, wringing-wet;
Beds of the black pitchpine in dead leaves set
Whose wasted red has wasted to white away;
Remnants of rain and droppings of decay –
Why hold ye so my heart, nor dimly let
Through your deep leaves the light of yesterday,
The faded glimmer of a sunshine set?
Is it that in your darkness, shut from strife,
The bread of tears becomes the bread of life?
Far from the roar of day, beneath your boughs
Fresh griefs beat tranquilly, and loves and vows
Grow green in your gray shadows, dearer far
Even than all lovely lights and roses are?
– Frederick Goddard Tuckerman (1821-1873)