A great acacia, with its slender trunk
And overpoise of multitudinous leaves,
(In which a hundred fields might spill their dew
And intense verdure, yet find room enough)
Stood reconciling all the place with green. [ E. B. Browning ]

The axe of intemperance has lopped off his green boughs and left him a withered trunk. [ Swift ]

These blasted pines, wrecks of a single winter, barkless, branchless, a blighted trunk upon a cursed root [ Byron ]

Antithesis may be the blossom of wit, but it will never arrive at maturity unless sound sense be the trunk, and truth the root. [ Colton ]

Without woman, man would be rough, rude, solitary, and would ignore all the graces which are but the smiles of love. Woman weaves about him the flowers of life, as the vines of the forest decorate the trunk of the oak with their fragrant garlands. [ Chateaubriand ]