As when, o lady mine, with chiselled touch, the stone unhewn and cold, becomes a living mould, the more the marble wastes, the more the statue grows.
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As When, O Lady Mine, With Chiselled
As when, o lady mine, with chiselled touch, the stone unhewn and cold, becomes a living mould, the more the marble wastes, the more the statue grows.
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