Michaelangelo's Florentine Pieta and Poetry.

"How can it be, Lady, as one can see from long experience, that the live image sculpted in hard alpine stone lasts longer than its maker whom the years returned to ashes?

...[A]nd I know, for I prove it true in beautiful sculpture, that time and death can't keep their threat to the work. Therefore, I can give both of us long life in any medium, whether colours or stone, by depicting each of these faces of ours; so that a thousand years after our departure may be seen how lovely you were, how wretched I, and how in loving you I was no fool."

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