Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The World’s Best Poetry. 1904.
VI. Human ExperienceThe Masters Touch
Horatius Bonar (18081889)I
In the rough marble beauty hides unseen:
To make the music and the beauty, needs
The master’s touch, the sculptor’s chisel keen.
Let not the music that is in us die!
Great Sculptor, hew and polish us; nor let,
Hidden and lost, thy form within us lie!
Let there be naught unfinished, broken, marred;
Complete thy purpose, that we may become
Thy perfect image, thou our God and Lord!