Act I, Scene 101

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• Shakespeare. O truant Muse, what shall be thy amends
  For thy neglect of truth in beauty dyed?
  Both truth and beauty on my love depends;
  So dost thou too, and therein dignified. 1405
  Make answer, Muse: wilt thou not haply say
  'Truth needs no colour, with his colour 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? 1410
  Excuse not silence so; for't lies in thee
  To make him much outlive a gilded tomb,
  And to be praised of ages yet to be.
  Then do thy office, Muse; I teach thee how
  To make him seem long hence as he shows now. 1415