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Clock, Tigers N' Roses designed and sold by RunRight
Frame ColorWhite
Hand ColorWhite

Tigers N' Roses Clock

Designed and sold by RunRight
$37.58
$37.58

Product features

  • It's always art o'clock when your clock is a work of art
  • Printed polypropylene face made for you when you order
  • Metal hands in your choice of colors
  • Bamboo wood frame in black, white, or natural finish
  • Quartz clock mechanism for accurate timekeeping
  • Clear plexiglass lens
  • Built-in rear hook, ready to hang
  • AA battery not included
  • Since every item is made just for you by your local third-party fulfiller, there may be slight variances in the product received
Artwork thumbnail, Tigers N' Roses by RunRight
Tigers N' Roses
In Tigers Glade, 'midst rosèd bow'rs, Where thistles wane and hazels tow'r, A golden beast, to mortal eyes, Dwells there beneath the sapphire skies. Lo, radiant flames that bind the earth, Bear witness to that creature's birth; As lightning's flash and thunder's roar Proclaim his reign forevermore. O Tiger, crowned in divine light, Did He who made the Rose tinge the night? Or dare the bound'ries of your might Make flowers weep, till dawn ignites? A bed of roses, painted red, As if those petals bled and bled; Whence fell the crimson shade of hue? From Tiger's fire, or sapphire blue? What forge or anvil formed thine eyes, That make the roses weep and sigh? What grasp of hand, celestial flair, Gave grace to thy sinewed lair? When Tiger glimpsed those gentle flow'rs, And sun betrays the twilight hours, Did He who shaped the Rose's form, Conceive the majesty of storm? O Tiger, thou beast of radiant light, Stars tremble in their fiery flight; In Tiger's Glade, at hour of gloaming, Roses weep, forever blooming. Let mortals mock and angels sing, For truths both frightful and inspiring; In Tiger's Glade, 'midst blossomed crowns, Lies beauty's heart, where fierceness drowns.

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