A sturdy oak, which nature forms To brave a hundred winters storms, While round its head the whirlwinds blow, Remains with root infixd below: When felld to earth, a ship it sails Through dashing waves and driving gales And now at sea, again defies The threatning clouds and howling skies. Hooles Metastatio, Adrian in Syria, Act I. Scene 3.
The monarch oak, the patriarch of the trees, Shoots rising up, and spreads by slow degrees: Three centuries he grows, and three he stays Supreme in state; and in three more decays. Dryden.Palamon and Arcite, Line 1058.