His limbs were Knarled like aged trees, His thin beard wrapt about his knees, His visage broad and parchment white, Aglint with pale reflected light.
"Country Sentiment"
Robert Graves
Then again we were in the argan forest-the last of it, and the best: beautiful trees, with their Knarled, twisted branches.
"In the Tail of the Peacock"
Isabel Savory
We doubt if such an account of English village life, its bad and good sides, its specialities, its humours, and the odd, Knarled characters it produces has ever been published....
"Feminism and Sex-Extinction"
Arabella Kenealy