Our characteristic response to the mutilated statue, the bronze dug up from the earth, is revealing. It is not that we prefer time-worn bas-reliefs, or rusted statuettes as such, nor is it the vestiges of death that grip us in them, but those of life. Mutilation is the scar left by the struggle with Time, and a reminder of it — Time which is as much a part of ancient works of art as the material they are made of, and thrusts up through the fissures, from a dark underworld, where all is at once chaos and determinism.
If thou would'st have me sing and playAs once I play'd and sung,First take this time-worn lute away,And bring one freshly strung.thomas moore
If thou would'st have me sing and play as once I play'd and sung, first take this time-worn lute away, and bring one freshly strung.thomas moore