THE STATUE.
I.
See where my lady stands,
Lifting her lustrous hands,—
Here let me bow.
Image of truth and grace!
Maid with the angel-face!
Earth was no dwelling-place
For such as thou.
I.
See where my lady stands,
Lifting her lustrous hands,—
Here let me bow.
Image of truth and grace!
Maid with the angel-face!
Earth was no dwelling-place
For such as thou.