This lone giant might have been
Spared as a relic of the past;
With lofty branches, ever green,
Outstretched until the last.
But ruthless hands have slain
This giant—half divine;
To say farewell gives pain—
Farewell, oh, Giant Pine!
This lone giant might have been
Spared as a relic of the past;
With lofty branches, ever green,
Outstretched until the last.
But ruthless hands have slain
This giant—half divine;
To say farewell gives pain—
Farewell, oh, Giant Pine!