A sculptor wields The chisel, and the stricken marble grows To beauty. — William C. Bryant
A sculptor wields The chisel, and the stricken marble grows To beauty. — William C. Bryant
A sculptor wields The chisel, and the stricken marble grows To beauty. — William C. Bryant
A sculptor wields The chisel, and the stricken marble grows To beauty. — William C. Bryant
A sculptor wields The chisel, and the stricken marble grows To beauty. — William C. Bryant
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A sculptor wields The chisel, and the stricken marble grows To beauty.

— William C. Bryant
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