Not human art, but living gods alone
Can fashion beauties that by changing live,--
Her buds to spring, his fruits to autumn give,
To earth her fountains in her heart of stone;
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Yet may our hands immortalize the day When life was sweet, and save from utter death The sacred past that should not pass away...... art and how it influences us and the joy of it and the value of the past..... so many thoughts you conveyed through this wonderful poem. tony
Yet may our hands immortalize the day When life was sweet, and save from utter death The sacred past that should not pass away...... art and how it influences us and the joy of it and the value of the past..... so many thoughts you conveyed through this wonderful poem. tony just sent u a comment and voted it a big 10. if you hve time please read my poem if you die before me. thank youj. tony