| Hunt and Lee, comps. The Book of the Sonnet. 1867. | | | | I. On Seeing the Ivory Statue of Christ | | By Anne Charlotte Lynch (1815–1891) |
| | | THE ENTHUSIAST brooding in his cell apart | |
| O’er the sad image of the Crucified, | |
| The drooping head, closed lips, and piercéd side, | |
| A holy vision fills his raptured heart; | |
| With heavenly power inspired, his unskilled arm | 5 |
| Shapes the rude block to this transcendent form. | |
| O Son of God! thus, ever thus, would I | |
| Dwell on the loveliness enshrined in thee,— | |
| The lofty faith, the sweet humility, | |
| The boundless love, the love that could not die. | 10 |
| And as the sculptor, with thy glory warm, | |
| Gives to this chiselled ivory thy fair form, | |
| So would my spirit in thy thought divine | |
| Grow to a semblance, fair as this, of thine. | | | | |
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