The Image-Maker Poem by John Bannister Tabb

The Image-Maker



'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.

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