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O truant Muse, what shall be thy amends
For thy neglect of truth in beauty dy\'d?
Both truth and beauty on my love depends;
So dost thou too, and therein dignified.
Make answer, Muse, wilt thou not haply say,
"Truth needs no color with his color fix\'d,
Beauty no pencil, beauty\'s truth to lay;
But best is best, if never intermix\'d"?
Because he needs no praise, wilt thou be dumb?
Excuse not silence so, for\'t lies in thee
To make him much outlive a gilded tomb,
And to be prais\'d of ages yet to be.
\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0Then do thy office, Muse; I teach thee how
\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0To make him seem long hence, as he shows now.