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“What an old tale is this!” Lorenzo cries.
I grant this argument is old; but truth
No years impair; and had not this been true,

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Thou never hadst despised it for its age.
Truth is immortal as thy soul; and fable
As fleeting as thy joys. Be wise, nor make
Heaven's highest blessing vengeance: O be wise!
Nor make a curse of immortality.