"Thou shalt no graven image make;" And yet, O sculptor, for the sake Of such an effigy as I -- The superscription like the face Disfigured now, and hard to trace -- Didst thou thyself consent to die. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET: 31 by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY ON THE UNIVERSITY CARRIER by JOHN MILTON FELISE by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE STANZAS, COMPOSED WHILE WALKING ON WARREN HILL, EARLY SUMMER'S MORNING by BERNARD BARTON ADESTE FIDELES by BERNARD OF CLAIRVAUX |